Yuan Yumeng didn't expect him to kiss her at this moment, and the kiss was extremely lingering, as if he had been longing for this moment for a long time.
Three years, five years, or ten years—
All at once, everything was in chaos.
Yuan Yumeng couldn't muster the strength to push him away, and not only that, she was held even tighter by him, almost unable to breathe!
Huo Junting felt the girl was too enticing; he had initially intended just a light kiss, but unexpectedly it became uncontrollable. He wanted more, increasingly greedy—
Wishing he could meld her into his very bones, kiss her till the world's end.
Yuan Yumeng's tongue felt numb from the sucking, her whole body weak and powerless, as if in urgent need of some outlet, yet she didn't know what to do, only able to hold onto the man's waist tightly.
Little did she suspect that such an action was another form of encouragement and allure to the man.
