Being embraced like that by the woman he loved, he immediately lost all his drowsiness. Like a teenager experiencing first love, he felt expectant and nervous, swallowing hard because his mouth had gone dry, then slowly lowered his head, moving closer to her face, but dared not to startle her, lest he once again provoke the fire within him.
However, as the saying goes, both water and fire are ruthless elements, and this force was not something Ye Che could simply avoid if he wished to.
He looked at Xia Weiyi with calm eyes, just honestly letting the little lady hug him. For once he did not take advantage of her, but as if she had been stimulated by something, she tilted her head up and initiative drew closer to Ye Che's lips.
Her lips carried a faint, cool fragrance, and without any warning, they sealed his mouth.
She kissed him with a trembling awkwardness, and after two seconds, she stuck out the tip of her tongue, innocently licking at his lips.
