The sound of firecrackers was incessant by her ear, and Tianxin's eyes were wide open as she stared at the handsome face of Chen Yiran looming before her, feeling as if her breath would soon halt.
"Mmm... mmm..." Tianxin struggled mightily twice.
What are you doing?! This is in a temple! A Buddhist Pure Land!
Tianxin's moist eyes fluttered towards Chen Yiran, almost cramping with intensity.
Yet, as if he saw none of it, Chen Yiran watched her with a mischievous sparkle in his deep ebony eyes. At the last, he extended his other hand to cover her eyes, preventing her from throwing any more coquettish glances his way.
His lips softly and slowly rubbed against her soft ones, his slippery tongue fleetingly gliding on her lips every so often, as if savoring a fine dish.
