The man's voice, low and tinged with enchanting magnetism. Gu Ningyi's voice was already very pleasant, and with the shades of the dark night, it was even more seductive, slipping into one's ears and almost making one's awareness fade away.
But at this moment, Dong Xin Yan's consciousness couldn't afford to disappear; instead, she was extremely rational. She widened her eyes, determined to resist temptation. Her red lips parted, about to utter "no," but before she could, Gu Ningyi's lips kissed down, unceremoniously sealing her lips, swallowing all her words.
Those words turned into a muffled sound, disappearing between their lips and teeth.
Gu Ningyi's kiss went from gentle to deep, tender to urgent, kissing bit by bit, nibbling bit by bit, his tongue entering her mouth, entwining, licking, even pursuing her sweet little tongue, wrapping around it, inviting it to dance together, sharing the most intense emotions and sweetness between them.
