When Li Qing's fingers brushed against Wu Xingxing's soft tongue, his body suddenly electrified, quietly shuddering.
Although he had been quite fierce last night, in this moment, with Wu Xingxing, pure as a sheet of white paper, who had never even had a boyfriend, the blaze in Li Qing's heart erupted uncontrollably.
He said nothing, simply turned and captured Wu Xingxing's soft, cherry-like mouth with a kiss.
"Mmm..."
Wu Xingxing moaned softly, her mouth slightly gaping as if in response, yet seemingly in refusal.
Li Qing took complete control, his tongue forcefully invaded that enticing cherry-like mouth, fiercely drawing her in.
After a moment of tangling tongues, Wu Xingxing's body softened, her arms wrapped around Li Qing's neck, tentatively reciprocating the kiss.
Her tongue, like a nimble little snake, awkwardly brushed against Li Qing's from time to time.
It was like cat and mouse, the mouse teasing the cat.
