It was nothing serious, just a kiss, not even a real kiss, nothing for her to fuss over.
Tang Yuchen suddenly curved his lips into a smile, waiting for her to make a move. An Ruo leaned close to his face and pecked quickly on his lips. Just as she was about to pull back, he suddenly clasped the back of her head.
The man's kiss landed heavily on her lips.
She knew it wouldn't be that simple.
Tang Yuchen pried open her teeth and kissed her deeply and passionately, giving her an arousing French kiss.
It wasn't until An Ruo couldn't breathe that he finally let her go, but his thin lips still clung to her own, their breaths mingling with each other's.
Blushing, she tried to push him away, but the man suddenly pressed down on her upper body, his whole body tense.
The hand she placed on his chest could feel his coiled, tense muscles; An Ruo was stunned. It was just a kiss, and he was already reacting so strongly?
Tang Yuchen took one of her hands and kissed it next to his lips.
