Qin Jian took the opportunity to flip over, pinning An Hao beneath him.
Before An Hao could react, Qin Jian lowered his head and kissed her lips, his nimble tongue parting her teeth to explore her mouth.
His breath carried a faint scent of alcohol, his lips and tongue both supple and assertively possessive. Their tips touched, sending a jolt of electricity through her, causing her to suddenly clutch at his clothes.
"Mmm..." An Hao let out a sigh like a sleepy murmur, and Qin Jian held her head, curling her tongue to taste it slowly.
A shiver that felt like lightning instantly spread throughout her body. An Hao's body trembled lightly, she wrapped her arms around Qin Jian's neck, beginning to respond to him passionately.
For a moment, the atmosphere was charged like the proverbial 'thunder and earth fire,' and the temperature between the two soared rapidly.
Qin Jian's rough hands began to wander restlessly, slipping beneath her sweater to grasp her full roundness...
