Lixin huskily whispered into her ears, his hot, seductive breath falling on Mingxia's flawless skin. Mingxia pouted her lips, wondering what had gotten into Lixin. What she did in the morning was a goodbye peck that friends gave each other when departing; did he think it was something else?
Gosh!
Lixin's hand went behind her, grasping onto her waist gently, making Mingxia's face pale further. She was stunned at how he took it so smoothly from there. He locked his lips with her, devouring her as if he were afraid she would have any regrets about him. His palms cupped her cheeks, and he deepened the kiss.
The hot, overwhelming emotions caught Mingxia unawares; her legs wobbled, and her heart was more elated than ever before. It was something new that she had never witnessed, even though he was not the first man she had kissed. It still felt so passionate. Just then, Lixin ruthlessly left her hanging for more.
