Lin Xuan Qi pressed his lips onto hers, and his hands roamed freely on her body.
Xue Cong let him, and she returned his kiss passionately.
She wanted to remember every bit of his touch.
There was the warmth from his breath, the ticklish sensation when his fingers brushed her skin, and also the sense of being protected in his arms.
Everything was important for her to embrace.
Lin Xuan Qi was surprised at how fast she had warmed up to it.
He wanted to fondle her petite breasts with his fingers and tried to reach in through her shirt but couldn't.
She stopped him and held onto his wrist instead.
"Let me… let me help you." Xue Cong broke free from their kiss, blushed, and said softly.
Her fingers roamed from his wrist to his arms.
Then they touched his chest, and she brushed downwards.
When she reached his abdomen, she could feel his hard and muscular six-pack.
Xue Cong closed her eyes and tried to remember every inch of it.
