In the next moment, he pulled Sang Yu into his arms, lowered his head, and planted a kiss on her forehead, then her eyelids, and finally her nose tip.
Lastly, he reached her alluring lips that were as tempting as flower petals.
Sang Yu's gaze gradually became dazed, as if caught in the trap of his passion.
Their bodies moved irresistibly closer to each other.
His breathing was heavy, the force of his kisses on her lips gradually intensified and became more wild.
Sang Yu struggled weakly, her body turning soft, she tried to push the man above her with restless hands.
He raised a hand, holding her hands in his grip, pinning them above her head.
Her body instinctively arched, pressing towards the man's chest.
Only when her breath was completely stolen by him did he reluctantly release her.
Sang Yu's clothes were slightly disheveled, her face flushed, as she looked dazedly at the man above her.
