The room was quiet for a long while, and Sheng Shi thought Gu Lanshan must have left. He turned around listlessly, then suddenly someone hooked his neck and pushed his head down, and warm, familiar lips followed, pressing against his own.
Sheng Shi's body stiffened on the spot. He slowly lifted his eyelids and saw her face close at hand; her lightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly. As she pressed against his lips, they quivered, and with a gentle movement, her soft tongue breached his mouth.
A tingling sensation spread from his mouth to his chest, sending shocks through his brain. It took him a full thirty seconds to recover his ability to think clearly.
She hadn't left? She had even come to him to kiss him?
Who could tell him what on earth was going on?
Before Sheng Shi could make sense of it all, he felt his shirt being slowly undone by her slender hands. Then her hands moved to his waist.
