This kiss, then, was eternal; this kiss, then, was unchanging; this kiss, then, was everlasting. Their lips met, and Liu Momo's inexperienced little tongue timidly ventured into Ye Chen's mouth. A smile crossed Ye Chen's mind as he immediately met her advance, then locked her tongue and began to draw nectar from her tender tongue. Liu Momo's tongue emitted a faint fragrance, like a light mint scent, yet akin to a dewdrop on a flower at dawn.
Liu Momo's first kiss was clumsy, but she tried her best to respond to Ye Chen. To avoid leaving Liu Momo with a bad impression of her first kiss, he teased her as skillfully as he could. Ye Chen's actions stirred emotions in Liu Momo, her entire being seemed to emit a faint pink hue. Liu Momo tightly wrapped her arms around Ye Chen's neck, straddling his legs, pressing her whole body into his embrace.
