Qiao Yue looked at Qiao Jing. The alcohol had already washed away her rationality.
She slowly straightened up and pressed her lips against Qiao Jing's.
Qiao Jing's body stiffened.
How many times had they kissed? The girl's sweet scent lingered at the tip of his nose, and a faint blush appeared on his usually calm face.
Qiao Yue gently sucked on his lower lip. Qiao Jing reached out and held Qiao Yue's face in his hands and began to kiss her back.
Qiao Yue only felt his kiss getting deeper and gentler. She felt that she was so immersed in Qiao Jing's kiss that she couldn't extricate herself.
It was only when Qiao Jing released her that she slowly came back to her senses.
The kiss sobered her up.
"Second brother, I..."
For a moment, Qiao Yue didn't know what she was doing so she pretended to be sleepy and slowly lay down in bed.
Qiao Jing covered Qiao Yue with the blanket before he got up to sit on the sofa.
