Huo Sicheng looked at Gu Qingcheng's widened eyes, her face full of expectation and curiosity, as he held her small face in his hands.
Gu Qingcheng felt her cheeks enveloped by Huo Sicheng's large hands, rubbing them against his palms like a cat.
Huo Sicheng stiffened instantly, the feel of Gu Qingcheng's soft cheeks in his palms, the allure in her eyes and brows, threw his breathing into disarray.
Restraint. The feelings he had been repressing and controlling for her surged forth.
At that moment, he couldn't hold back and leaned down to kiss her.
Gu Qingcheng was startled.
She was suddenly enveloped in Huo Sicheng's unique cold, snowy fragrance, feeling the coolness of his lips on hers. Her heart fluttered for him, and she closed her eyes, savoring his kiss.
Her heart moved, as did her emotions.
