Rong Nian kissed her fiercely, dominantly and savagely, as if he wanted to devour Jiang Xi whole.
Jiang Xi's mind was in a whirl, starting off passive and then tentatively beginning to respond.
But Rong Nian suppressed her even more intensely, and by the end of the kiss, they were both nearly gasping for air.
Jiang Xi's eyes were wet, looking especially soft, "President Rong, you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, she was kissed again, this time tenderly, with his tongue gently sweeping past her teeth, soothing as water.
Jiang Xi's mouth was slightly agape, her throat continuously swallowing, feeling both embarrassed and ashamed.
This man...
Performing such an intense French kiss on the street without care for the onlookers.
And indeed, there were onlookers.
After all, a handsome man and beautiful woman passionately kissing in the street was a scene as picturesque as something out of an idol drama.
