Sliva was dripping from Yue's mouth as the kiss deepened. Hao was growing more impatient with each passing second, because the kiss he was tasting now was more beautiful than anything he had ever known.
Hao's one hand caressed Yue's cheek, while the other rested on his back, pulling him closer—like he never wanted the kiss to end.
Suddenly, Hao pulled Yue onto his lap. Now that Yue was completely in his grasp, he felt at ease. The kiss shifted—gentle for a moment, then rough again.
Just then, Yue's tiny hands began smacking Hao's shoulders. But Hao didn't stop. He didn't even listen.
Realizing Hao wasn't going to stop, Yue pinched his chest—hard. It worked. Hao finally broke the kiss.
Both of them were panting heavily. Yue sniffed the air, trying to get more oxygen.
["Aww, Boss, that was really hot! You looked so handsome that Hao looked ugly next to you!"
"Really? But I thought I was going to die. Wait… did the task get completed? I can finish this dimension now, right?"
