An inexperienced Chu Liangxia clumsily kissed Feng Ziheng's lips, her actions careful, as she squinted her eyes to observe Feng Ziheng's expression, her eyelashes trembling.
The woman right in front of him had a body soft as if boneless, and her initiative yet technically lacking kiss made Feng Ziheng's heart tense up. Following that, he quickly embraced her tightly, easily seizing the initiative.
In their previous kisses, Chu Liangxia had always been passive, her mind a complete blank. This time, taking the initiative as if challenging Feng Ziheng, they engaged in a back-and-forth tussle of plundering and occupying.
As the air gradually disappeared, Chu Liangxia found it increasingly difficult to breathe, completely controlled by Feng Ziheng's initiative, with her entire body pressed beneath him. Chu Liangxia let out a groan, biting Feng Ziheng in a somewhat retaliatory fashion, gaining a moment of freedom.
