Ji Yanchen suddenly stopped in his tracks, and Ye Li, caught off guard, ran right into him. "Ji Yanchen, you..."
The rest of her words were swallowed up between their lips.
Ji Yanchen's kiss was fierce and overwhelming. Before she could prepare, he had begun his relentless siege. Her nose was filled with the pleasant scent of tea from his body, mixed with a hint of sweet pastry.
It was soft, yet urgent. Ye Li couldn't resist, her fingers tightly clutching the corner of Ji Yanchen's clothing, passively responding to him.
Feeling her mind grow fuzzy, Ji Yanchen finally slowed down. He backed away slightly, but after a few seconds, he returned with renewed vigor.
Ye Li didn't know how long the kiss lasted, but by the time a blush had spread from behind her ears to her cheeks, Ji Yanchen finally released her completely.
