Mu Yiliang felt a soft ache in her heart. She stood on her toes and lifted her head, giving a gentle kiss at the corner of his lips.
The man's body froze momentarily but quickly kissed back. He captured her lips, sucking forcefully and swiftly capturing her breath!
Mu Yiliang felt his body growing hotter, pulling her in tighter and tighter. She could hardly breathe, yet her heart was joyful, trying hard to respond to him in her own way... After a long time, Yan Sijue suddenly released her but still held her tightly against him, his breath rapid, as if trying hard to suppress something.
She caught his hand, entwining her fingers with his, her voice slightly hoarse, "Si Jue, I can do it..."
Yan Sijue swore under his breath, "No, it's not even been a month yet... Yiliang, don't challenge my self-control."
Reluctantly, she let go of him, a bit annoyed, "It's not like I'm really in confinement..."
