Jin Mo sobbed softly, but Tang Yan's kiss was so fiery that she quickly succumbed to it.
Tang Yan was cold, yet his kisses seemed to burn everything, devoid of tender emotions, yet they gradually compelled Jin Mo to reciprocate.
When their lips parted, both were gasping for breath, one kiss had drained Jin Mo of her strength, her body limp as water, devoid of any energy.
Jin Mo's cheeks were flushed, and Tang Yan was no better off, his whole body burning hot.
He hadn't anticipated that he would initiate a kiss with Jin Mo. Whether it was the atmosphere or desire that drove him, he no longer wanted to restrain his emotions.
In the midst of their fervent kissing, Jin Mo felt she was at a disadvantage, quickly seduced by Tang Yan, left with traces of their ambiguous encounter, which seemed unfair to her.
Jin Mo caught her breath then suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down on her, and swiftly lifted her head to find his lips and press hers against them.
