His eyelashes were long, subtly curled up; his familiar, pleasant scent strongly surrounded her. As his straight nose slid over her soft, fair cheeks, it tickled her a bit.
His silky tongue lingered on hers, lightly savoring her sweetness.
Tianxin felt as if a fire was slowly burning within her body.
The air in the car seemed to be getting warmer and warmer.
Chen Yiran loosened his hand from her chin, instead his hand cradled the back of her head while his other arm encircled her slender waist, pulling her closer to him, making her unable to move at all.
Tianxin felt a bit uncomfortable in this position and thus she slightly struggled.
With his intrusive tongue, he finally, thoroughly invaded her mouth, entangling her delicate tongue passionately.
Tianxin felt her heart beating faster and faster, as if it was about to explode in her chest.
A low moan slipped out from the corner of her lips.
