Pei Cheng’s kiss came unexpectedly, yet it was so gentle that it made her heart tremble. Xu Huan’s pupils dilated suddenly; she stood frozen in place as if under a spell, unable to move. She neither pushed him away nor responded, simply allowing his presence to envelop her.
Pei Cheng had acted on a momentary impulse born of frustration, but the instant his lips brushed against hers, all his reason crumbled. Her lips were impossibly soft, like warm jelly, carrying a faint, sweet fragrance that made him yearn to explore further. His palm cupped the back of her head, his fingers threading through her hair as he pulled her closer.
The pressure on her lips deepened, shifting from a light touch to a fervent demand. His breathing grew ragged, his tongue tentatively prying open her teeth to invade her territory with a mix of tenderness and dominance. Xu Huan felt her mind go blank, as if the air around them had been sucked away, leaving only his searing presence and the lingering warmth between their lips. Her body softened involuntarily, as if melting under his touch; even breathing became a struggle.
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