After Ling Yun stopped kissing her, Tian Qinglian stood frozen in place and stared at him. Her gaze remained the same as before, and her eyes still lacked their light.
Tian Qinglian still didn't say anything and rubbed her lips, which were wet from Ling Yun's previous kiss. Deep in her heart, she knew that she was enjoying their kiss very much because it had been too long since she last kissed a man, and she could no longer even remember that kiss.
Ling Yun reached forward and rubbed her lips. "Qinglian, I've heard about your past from Yueling."
Tian Qinglian didn't stop Ling Yun from rubbing her lips, but her dull eyes moved to the side and looked at Tian Yueling, who responded with a shrug.
