Tong Tong tightened her arms, tilted her head to respond to him.
Daniel Davis was naturally overjoyed, using all his gentleness, gentleness with a hint of a fire that could burn a person; eventually, Tong Tong couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away.
Breathless.
Daniel Davis was also gasping, his voice heavy, making one's face flush and heart race.
Tong Tong pressed her lips together, dared not look up, yet he turned on the light.
The light above had a faint blue glow, serene, dreamy, slightly cool; neither of them spoke, Daniel Davis used his finger to lift Tong Tong's chin and saw her swollen lips.
Tong Tong wasn't fat, but her frame was small, with flesh on her body, usually not making people associate her with slenderness.
Daniel Davis liked her figure, standing tall and graceful in clothes, yet very comfortable to hold, soft with a bit of flesh, and as for her lips,
Tong Tong still looked at him with those doe-like bewildered eyes.
