She wanted to say something, but Song Yansheng's handsome face had already moved closer.
The meaning was very clear: I'm ready, you can kiss me now!
"..." Shi Nuan took a deep breath, and despite the emotions surging in her heart, she leaned toward the man's face.
Unexpectedly, just as her lips were about to touch the man's fair cheek, Song Yansheng suddenly turned his face.
One hand even suddenly gripped Shi Nuan's waist tightly.
Immediately, her lips landed on his.
The soft sensation left Shi Nuan completely stunned.
In fact, they had been more intimate before, this was just a kiss, nothing much.
But with the man's scent filling her senses, and a brief pause of just a second, he began to move quickly.
The next moment, it was a passionate, entwined French kiss...
Shi Nuan wanted to move, but he held her so tightly, and the driver in front was already consciously ignoring everything happening behind, with a posture of "I'm air, please ignore me"!
