Ren Chuqing didn't know what kind of kiss would satisfy Wen Muqing.
But she could feel that as she kissed him, Wen Muqing made no move, as if the kiss held no significance for him.
Ren Chuqing could only deepen the kiss, feeling his lips and teeth respond, until she was nearly out of breath. When she finally let go and opened her eyes, she looked unsteadily at him.
To her disappointment, Wen Muqing wore an indifferent expression, except for the wetness on his lips which seemed to speak of the kiss—otherwise, nothing had changed. It was as if the kiss meant nothing to him.
So, he still wasn't satisfied?
However, just as Ren Chuqing was about to kiss Wen Muqing again, he suddenly held her back, "Enough, no need."
Startled, she said, "Let me try again, I'm sure I can find a way to satisfy you, I..."
His right index finger pressed against her red lips, silencing her, "I said enough!" His voice was cold.
As long as she kissed him because of Han Chuyuan, he couldn't be satisfied!
