Ye Chuyi's face turned red in an instant.
Fortunately, he had turned off the lights, and the room was now so dim that he couldn't see her flushed face.
True to his word, he said he would kiss her and indeed leaned down to kiss her.
However, he kissed her forehead instead.
Ye Chuyi breathed a sigh of relief, this... seemed acceptable.
But the next second, his kiss landed on her lips.
It was light as a dragonfly skimming the water, very light, very gentle.
Yet Ye Chuyi was still deeply shaken, and her whole body trembled.
She wanted to push him away, but he held her tight, kissing her once more.
Starting softly and deepening progressively, their breaths melded together; she didn't know how to kiss, and he didn't seem very practiced either, both carrying a hint of greenness.
But soon, Sheng Tingyuan went on the offensive, and as Ye Chuyi tried to escape, he strongly held the back of her neck, forcing her to tilt her head back and accept him.
