Ji Luochen couldn't help but hook the corner of his mouth before pulling her close by her slender waist and said affectionately, "Mumu, I want to kiss you, may I?"
Mu Lingyun laughed, pushed him onto the bed, then climbed up and leaned down to kiss him.
Ji Luochen did not resist and was pushed onto the bed beside him.
Before he could respond, the girl was already on top of him, her lips pressing against his.
His brows curved slightly, his eyes filled with an indulgent helplessness.
His hand traced her slender waist, deepening their kiss.
Then, her lips traveled downwards, and her tender, boneless hands began to undo his shirt buttons.
He reached out to stop her movements.
"Mumu, stop there!" His voice was husky, heavy with restraint.
If they continued, he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.
But that wasn't what he wanted; he hoped that certain things could wait until after they were married.
For some reason, he held a more traditional view in his heart.
