His breath, carrying the scent of tobacco mixed with a hint of mint, rushed into her senses, creating a brand-new, intoxicating aroma that was both alluring and impossible not to lose oneself in.
Especially when he was full of passion, this scent became extraordinarily mesmerizing.
Jian An'an felt as though the air in her lungs had been completely sucked out by him. Like a solitary wolf, he captured her lips, kissing her fiercely and ruthlessly. In a daze, she fancied she tasted the metallic trace of blood, laden with a decadent aura, pulling her downward into the abyss.
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