He released the hand pinching Rong Xingyu and instead cupped the side of his face.
Ding Yixin pressed forward decisively, easily breaking through Rong Xingyu's teeth and accurately finding that soft little tongue and entangling with it.
The little tongue seemed to freeze for a moment, but very quickly and happily responded.
For a moment, it felt as though the temperature in the room had risen.
By the time the kiss finally ended, the corners of Rong Xingyu's eyes were moist and his breathing was far more rapid than before.
He rested his chin against Ding Yixin with lips slightly parted.
"I'm right here in front of you. You're not allowed to think about anyone else."
Hearing Ding Yixin's words that was tinged with jealousy and an unusually childish tone, Rong Xingyu could not help but feel speechless.
But it was also a little funny.
Rong Xingyu actually found the man who is normally dependable and mature, yet now irrationally jealous, extremely adorable.
