Mu Yin's head buzzed, and he forgot to react.
It was not until he could not breathe that he slightly released her, cradling her small face as he murmured to her, seemingly lost in passion and obsession, "This is called a kiss, understand?"
After speaking, he kissed her again greedily—
His moist, tender tongue was like a roaming dragon, recklessly entangling, and his thin lips kissed her so wildly they nearly devoured her soft little mouth, as if he wished he could tear her apart and swallow her whole.
Mu Yin trembled violently, suddenly feeling completely powerless.
My God, a passionate kiss in public!
The key was that the man was the enigmatic and emotionally distant Chu Er Shao who avoided women. Everyone could see his dominance and longing for the woman in his arms, as if he were a reckless young man desperately proving the love in his heart.
And it was for a country bumpkin.
Why?
