Wen Jin's gaze remained fixed on Yu Anwan, with one hand resting on her waist.
With his other hand, he gently brushed a strand of hair that had fallen onto Yu Anwan's cheek behind her ear. His deep eyes were unwavering as they remained fixed on Yu Anwan.
Yu Anwan was somewhat taken aback, not expecting this from Wen Jin.
"You..." Yu Anwan began to speak.
But before she could get a word out, a sudden kiss completely silenced all of Yu Anwan's voices.
Wen Jin's soft lips pressed against Yu Anwan's tender ones, and the warm sensation engulfed her almost instantly.
Yu Anwan was well aware that when Wen Jin became gentle, it was dangerously irresistible.
Instinctively, Yu Anwan used her hand to block Wen Jin's chest, but it seemed that her effort was as futile as an ant trying to move a giant tree.
The more she resisted, the more dominant Wen Jin became.
