The fruity aroma of the wine lingered in the mouth, mixed with a hint of alcohol.
The next second, that scent was overwhelmed by a rush of pheromones. It was hard to describe the feeling, only that it was wonderfully strange, a bit intoxicating, and utterly fascinating.
In the pitch-dark living room, all was silent.
The two were locked in a tight, intimate kiss.
After a while, both feeling somewhat out of breath, they finally let go of each other. Xu Qingyan caught Pei Muchan unconsciously licking her lips and almost had a brain blank out.
Damn, a mature woman really is something else.
Their heated hearts slowly parted, Xu Qingyan knew that was as far as they could go tonight. Anything more was unlikely, so he let go of Pei Muchan, and she also released him in turn.
Standing in the living room, they both seemed a little at a loss.
Nobody knew what to do next, all thoughts in their heads seemed insubstantial at that moment. The silence probably lasted for about a minute.
