His lips were soft, with a hint of coolness. The moment they touched, the warmth from running collided with it, sending a shiver through her.
Reason and emotion intertwined, one side was collapsing. She tried to retreat, but her head was held firm, leaving her with no room to back away.
Sensing her resistance, his kiss grew gentler.
In her anger, Qin Xi bit his tongue, and immediately the taste of iron spread in her mouth, yet he still refused to let her go.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, seeing him with his eyes closed, his handsome face white and clean, utterly pure.
A sense of reluctance suddenly rose in her heart. She had to admit, when facing him, she could easily put aside her principles.
Forget it, since their beginning itself was a mistake, and she owed him, letting him have his way seemed reasonable.
Anyway, he would soon go home. Let him leave happily.
Feeling the tension in the person in his arms loosen, Ning Ze was overjoyed, kissing her like a precious treasure.
