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.
An Ruo’s hands were delicate and pale, with nails neatly trimmed. Each fingertip was pink and round, looking very pretty.
He obsessively kissed her fingers, even sucking them into his mouth. When his tongue touched her fingertips, An Ruo’s heart suddenly contracted, scared, she quickly withdrew her hand, her face flushing and her heart racing.
Tang Yuchen looked up, his deep, dark eyes like a black hole with a massive pull, as if to devour her whole.
An Ruo stared at him dumbly, hearing her heart pounding, thumping continuously, as if it was about to leap out of her chest.
She had never been so flustered; she wanted to push him away, but it was as if he had immobilized her, leaving her unable to move.
She didn’t want to meet his gaze, but his eyes had a magical power that made it impossible for her to look away.
The two of them quietly locked eyes, possibly for what felt like a century, before the man slightly lowered his eyelids and spoke in a seductive, husky voice, "Do you know how long it has been since I last did it?"
"Over a month," he said, his tone tinged with a hint of discontent.
An Ruo really wanted to say, what does that have to do with me, but she couldn’t bring herself to say it.
Tang Yuchen held her hand and slightly lifted his eyes, a devilish glint flashing through his beautiful phoenix eyes.
An Ruo’s heart quivered, feeling as though she had been electrified, truly a sensation of tingling all over.
He held her hand and slowly moved it down, his thin lips parting to say, "Although I can’t touch you now, you should still... give me some compensation, right?"
Following his hand, she touched the zipper on his trousers.
A sudden cool sensation brought her somewhat back to her senses.
An Ruo immediately understood what he meant, that he wanted her to use her hand... to help him.
Her face instantly turned red, as red as a ripe tomato, as if about to bleed.
Her hand struggled covertly, and a broken whisper escaped her throat, "Don’t..."
"Baby, don’t you want to try it?" Tang Yuchen raised an eyebrow, his question devilishly challenging.
With a bang, An Ruo went rigid, her mind exploding, leaving her unable to think.
What was he talking about?
How could she possibly want to try that, how could she!
While she was stunned, the man had already unzipped and pulled her hand to grasp his heat. An Ruo’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated, really about to burst through her chest!
"Tang Yuchen... no... really no..." She closed her eyes, making a last-ditch struggle.