Meanwhile, in the garden, Bai Lian finally let go of Su Yaoyao.
Su Yaoyao's face was flushed red, her gaze still hazy. Panting slightly, she lightly tapped Bai Lian on the chest. "You kissed me for so long, I almost ran out of air."
But the moment she finished speaking, Reg pressed up tightly against her from behind. His warm breath brushed against her ear as he said in a low, teasing voice, "This just means Yaoyao needs more practice kissing."
Reg's long, slender fingers gently took hold of Su Yaoyao's chin, tilting her head up and to the side.
Su Yaoyao's eyes widened slightly, but before she could react, Reg's lips were on hers.
The kiss was filled with Reg's signature fiery passion and dominance, as if he meant to pour all his love into her without reservation.
Su Yaoyao's eyelashes fluttered. Her hands subconsciously gripped Reg's arms, which were wrapped around her waist, and she leaned back slightly to adjust to the sudden intimacy.
