Yu Xiaomin just wanted to seek thrills from Chen Nan.
To vent the desires in her heart.
Because she was certain Chen Nan wouldn't make a move.
After all, he was a Taoist.
How could a Taoist possibly touch someone of the opposite sex?
But what she never dreamed of was.
That Chen Nan would actually take such initiative.
As Chen Nan kissed her, her mind went blank all of a sudden, feeling as though a bomb had exploded.
Because in her understanding.
Taoists and monks were supposed to stay away from lust.
Before she could snap out of it, she felt the passion and excitement that Chen Nan brought, which made her forget everything as she closed her eyes and blissfully reciprocated.
The kiss was brief.
Yet it felt very long.
Until they were nearly suffocating, Chen Nan stopped, glanced at the panting woman in his arms, let out a breath of turbid air, then turned on the shower to wash the body wash off her body.
