Unlike their usually fiery kisses, this time, Su Chaoyang's kiss was incredibly gentle and romantic.
His tongue traced the shape of her lips slowly until they involuntarily parted, allowing him to inch his way into her mouth.
Mu Xiangwan originally wanted to be assertive and confrontational, but was unexpectedly disarmed by his tender, passionate kiss. A bit dazed, she was unable to argue with him.
How could her already deep affection stand against his gentleness? Mu Xiangwan held her breath, wrapped her arms around his waist, tilted her head back, and closed her eyes...
Seeing the girl completely lost in the moment, her lush lashes quivering, Su Chaoyang's eyes twinkled with mischief. On impulse, he cradled the back of her head, transforming the soft kiss into something far more fervent and thrilling...
