Being with her is a joy, a different kind of fulfillment that family, comrades, and friends provide him.
As their eyes met, both of them smiled.
Such tacit understanding, unspoken yet clear.
Gazing at each other, they naturally leaned closer, slightly turning their faces, and kissed each other's lips.
Their eyes still locked on each other's, Cold Xiaoxie's gaze filled with laughter, while Memoria's eyes held a bit of shyness but bravely did not look away.
He extended an arm to wrap around her waist, and Cold Xiaoxie, without hesitation, continued to kiss her.
She clumsily tried to respond, unable to figure it out, so she simply opened her mouth, letting him take the initiative. Her arm reached over to hold his waist to keep herself steady.
The kiss grew wetter, as he tightened his embrace, Memoria's arms instinctively wrapped around his waist, and her palms lightly caressed his back.
Her fingers fell on his back as she accidentally pulled up his T-shirt, touching his skin.
