Sun Youyou's body carried a delicate fragrance, penetrating Zhang Xiaoshan's nostrils, stirring his heart. After practicing the Nine Dragon Skill, Zhang Xiaoshan had become extremely sensitive in that aspect. Stimulated, he daringly pulled Sun Youyou closer into his embrace, pressing her tightly against his chest, immersing himself in a marvelous and mystical state.
Sun Youyou reacted as well.
It was her first time being so intimately close with a male.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
Her heart pounded violently, fast, so uneasy yet so excited.
She gathered her courage, tilted her head back, her eyes tearfully gazing at Zhang Xiaoshan, her pretty little face already flushed with red.
From nowhere, she mustered the courage to tiptoe, closed her eyes, puckered her lips, and moved closer to Zhang Xiaoshan.
That instant, the temperature in the kitchen seemed to rise.
"No."
Just at the critical moment, just as their lips were about to touch, Zhang Xiaoshan suddenly woke up.
