Her lips were soft; she must have sneaked some dessert after dinner, with a faint taste of cream.
Indeed, with a slightly larger lip shape, it seems to really work well for a deep kiss.
The air was taken away by him, Xu Xia's heart raced wildly, feeling the hot air he exhaled hit her face, her cheeks getting flushed.
After a brief moment of blankness, she finally came back to her senses.
Xu Xia stared with wide eyes at Leng Zirui in front of her, a sudden, intense anger surging in her chest.
That bastard, taking advantage of her again?!
She raised her hand and pushed him away, panting with anger, "Addicted to kissing, are you?!"
Leng Zirui lifted himself off her, looking at her face resting in his palm.
Her wavy long hair sprawled on the ground, a not-too-large face in the middle, eyes naturally big almost bulging out, lips kissed to a glossy gleam.
Addicted to kissing?
