Once their lips pressed against another, sparks flew between their gazes.
AiLin moved backward, staring at his handsome face that was flushed in rosy colors, her heart that were thudding loudly now felt elated. She stared at him, confused for a while as if she was doubting what she had pressed her lips on were the lips that belong to Li ZiChen.
His gaze was back on her, they were both feverish from the strong craving. She could feel his gaze lowering from her eyes to her lips, those pretty but calloused fingers climbed up, scrunching her skirt into a tight hold so he could press his thumb directly on her bare stomach.
Tingles filled her spine where she could feel her knees shivering and how her legs tightened on top of him.
Those brief moment felt longer than it was. They stared at each other, admiring as if they were so enchanted by their gazes the other have on them.
