Xu Moyan had no idea as to what she should say, nor whether he expected a reply at all. Wei Zilin had already leaned in to kiss her.
It started with a soft kiss, gentle and warm but things got increasingly sensual as Wei Zilin became more daring with each kiss. Xu Moyan held on tight to his arms and was pressed against him so intimately. Her waist was soft, and she went limp in his arms. Her enthusiasm toward his kisses only made Wei Zilin crave more as he started kissing her all over, from her lips to the corner of her eyes, to her ears. The only place left for him to go was down, but he stopped himself. He still did not dare take things too far.
"Even though you were gone only a night, I really missed you," Wei Zilin whispered into her ear.
His voice was magnetic and melodious. His hands gripped firmly onto the back of her waist. Even though Xu Moyan was not short, she felt small and fragile while in Wei Zilin's embrace.
