The warm fragrance in his embrace, and the beauty he had been longing for— even Wei Zhao found it hard to suppress his emotions.
He gazed at the girl's rosy lips, remembering how soft they had felt.
Perhaps overwhelmed, he rarely allowed himself to indulge, burying his head in her neck and giving a gentle nibble.
It wasn't painful, just a little ticklish.
Yu Tingwan was caught off guard by his actions, letting out a soft gasp.
Her voice, already sweet, seemed even softer on the couch.
Yu Tingwan hadn't even had the chance to complain.
She wasn't something to eat, so why bite her!
But Wei Zhao seemed different, his body radiating heat, even his breath was warm.
"Don't make a sound."
Wei Zhao panted lightly, "I'm responding."
Yu Tingwan: ??
She didn't understand.
But she felt the atmosphere was perfect!
Yu Tingwan cleared her throat, not minding his weight: "You already kissed me."
"But it was too quick."
She made a suggestion.
"How about another try?"
