Shi Nuan looked at the man, lightly biting her lip. Faced with such a gentle and warm Song Yansheng, she simply couldn't say the words of refusal.
She gently nodded and said, "Okay...!"
"Is it settled?"
"Hmm. It's settled..."
"Nuannuan, you're so good..."
As he finished speaking, the man's lips had already dominantly pressed down.
Dryness, softness, mixed with a hint of tea fragrance spreading in her senses.
A coolness of mint; he had brushed his teeth not long ago.
Shi Nuan never expected that he would suddenly kiss her, and in such an entangling way, hard to extricate herself from.
She widened her eyes to look at the man in front of her, yet could only see his trembling long eyelashes.
Her hands pressed against his scalding chest, feeling his heartbeat pounding, beating into her palm one after another.
So intense and strong.
This kiss was no different from before, yet somehow it felt different.
