The softness on her lips and the fragrance at the tip of her nose made him helplessly drown in this sea.
Jiang Nanshu's kiss was lukewarm, a light and fleeting sweetness, as if almost there yet not quite.
As she pulled away, Lu Qingyan cupped her face and leaned down to kiss her fiercely, feeling Jiang Nanshu recoil. He clasped her slender waist, not allowing her to escape.
He had never understood why men enjoyed drowning in the throes of romantic affairs.
Now, he seemed to understand.
Kissing the person he liked, his mood was very pleasant.
The two of them kissed all the way to the bed.
"Mmm."
Feeling his large hand roaming on her skin, Jiang Nanshu's body lightly trembled.
She was kissed dizzy and confused, unable to comprehend how a man, initially inexperienced in kissing, could in such a short time become so proficient!
"Knock, knock."
The door was knocked.
Only then did the indulging couple stop their actions.
