Long Xiliang's lips had a pleasant mint scent, and Lu Xiaoyou's nostrils were enveloped by the sweet fragrance, making her slightly dizzy.
The man's tongue tip prodded her pearly teeth, and as she parted her soft white rows, his tongue ventured inside.
His kissing was unpracticed, without much technique, merely sweeping over her territory with his dominance.
As their lips and tongues entwined, Lu Xiaoyou felt numbness in her chest. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment.
Long Xiliang gazed at Lu Xiaoyou's fan-shaped eyelashes as he loomed over her, their bodies pressed together.
"Open your eyes," he commanded. Was she closing her eyes because she didn't want to see him?
"Mmm!" Lu Xiaoyou wriggled her body in protest.
The man pulled away from her lips and confined her shoulders.
Lu Xiaoyou took a deep breath and complained, "Who keeps their eyes wide open while kissing!"
"You need to see clearly who is kissing you," Long Xiliang said.
