He kissed her once more.
His whole body leaned towards her. Xia Yanran could not help but lean against the tree, their bodies pressed together tightly.
She was soft and flexible.
While he was firm and hard.
He kissed her with everything he had.
She was forced to look up, her senses tingling as she could not help but swallow her saliva.
His large hand reached behind her neck, his fingers caressing her smooth skin repeatedly.
Disregarding her struggles against him, he placed a kiss on her neck, then buried his face there, taking a deep breath of her scent.
Xia Yanran froze, not daring to move.
She stared at the man's short black hair, a fire seemingly starting to burn in her heart. She wanted to raise her hands to hug his head several times, but she did not have the courage to do it.
All she knew was that he did not despise her and was not afraid.
However, she was afraid.
