Just as he stepped forward, he was met with Feng Chengyue's sudden embrace.
As his waist was tightly hugged by Feng Chengyue, Qiu Mingyan's heart skipped a beat.
Let alone even faster—she tiptoed and kissed his lips.
When Feng Chengyue's gentle kisses slowly pried in, it felt different from when he took the initiative. Feng Chengyue had a feminine grace and an indescribable persistence.
In short, such cat-like delicate kisses caressed the corners of his lips, giving Qiu Mingyan an experience he could never resist.
Delicate, lingering.
As Feng Chengyue pried apart Qiu Mingyan's lips, he gradually couldn't help himself from returning the kiss.
Her hands unhesitatingly lifted Qiu Mingyan's casual shirt, lifted the edge of his T-shirt, and her fingertips gently traced along his waist to the buckle of his belt.
This must have been the second time Feng Chengyue was so proactive. Except for the first time she pushed him to be her boyfriend, she had never been so straightforward.
