After all, Zhou Yuwen was at an age full of youthful vigor, and Zheng Yanyan's constant teasing was more than he could handle. Previously on the crowded sports field, Zhou Yuwen had to maintain his public image, but now that they were alone, if Zhou Yuwen didn't do something, he wouldn't be much of a man.
Before, Zheng Yanyan had touched Zhou Yuwen's arm several times, asking him if it felt soft. "Is it soft? Is it?"
This time, Zhou Yuwen really wanted to test just how soft it was.
The couple of kisses that Zheng Yanyan had initiated couldn't really be considered kissing, but this time, Zhou Yuwen showed her what a kiss that one couldn't bear to part from was truly like. Before Zheng Yanyan could even prepare, Zhou Yuwen had already invaded her mouth.
Following that, Zhou Yuwen's hand began to wander.
