With a rich scent of wine and a hint of sweetness, the kiss spread across his nose, making his pupils shrink and his eyes widen in surprise. His body paused, and the hand around her waist tightened bit by bit. Just as she seemed reluctant to part from his lips, Yun Qi suddenly raised his other hand to hold the back of her head, transforming passivity into activity, and his agile tongue directly pried open her teeth, deepening the kiss.
Ye Lingran was already quite drunk, her mind in a muddled chaos. She was frightened by her own actions, and as she came back to her senses in a daze, her mind went completely blank. Feeling his strong possessiveness intertwined with tenderness in the kiss, she gradually became immersed in it, with no resistance, instead tightening her grip on his shirt and slowly responding.
