"Face? This is called a kiss?" Ye Huang raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes twinkling with a thick layer of amusement.
Bai Xiao had no choice but to steel herself and kiss his lips.
Their lips touched, slightly cool, slightly warm.
Her fragrance and his breath blended together like intoxicating, rich wine.
Such a wonderful privilege had to be thoroughly enjoyed!
Ye Huang suddenly stretched out his hand to encircle her waist, turned around, and with one strong movement...
Bai Xiao felt the world spiraling before she was pressed down onto the sofa.
Ye Huang weighed down on her, the sense of his weight reminding her that reality was deteriorating in a certain direction. Yet before she could resist, her lips were sealed by his.
He explored them over and over, savoring her taste, never having enough.
He wanted her so much right then...
The smell of herbal medicine wafted through the air, Ye Huang stiffened, and slowly released her.
