Su Shen regarded her with a puzzled gaze. What nonsense was this petite woman spouting now? Yet, in the next moment, she stood up, wrapped her arms around his waist, and tiptoed to kiss him. He didn't dodge, instead, a slight smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he cooperatively engaged in an intimate exchange of tongues with her.
Gu Zi felt the man's hand on her waist tighten, his grip growing stronger, causing her breath to hitch. A tingling sensation spread from her waist, coursing through her entire body, causing her to tremble involuntarily.
Su Shen was pleased with her reaction. His tongue continued its assertive invasion of her mouth, one hand cupping her breast. To him, she was like a ripe peach, full and round. He always wanted to undress her, to lower his head and suckle there, convinced he could draw out the sweet nectar of a peach.
