Jun Moling seemed to be struck by lightning. Just this light touch made his heart race instantly, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.
He lowered his head, only to see her lips as vivid red as blooming petals, her eyes hazy with mist, her nose tip flushed, looking adorable yet with a captivating allure.
Her voice was like a murmured dream: "Jun Moling, your lips are soft too, very soft."
This light sentence was like lighting a fuse, with a "boom," Jun Moling felt the blood rush to his head, as if his entire being was about to ignite, his mind a blank, leaving only that thrilling sensation and the enchanting person in front of him.
Jun Moling suddenly, without warning, pulled Shen Ruoxi tightly into his broad and warm embrace.
His eyes, black as ink, were filled with an overwhelming, inexhaustible deep affection, like the twinkling stars in a deep night sky, shining brilliantly.
