Mag, who hadn't expected that, only felt a pressure on his collar before he was pulled forward.
That smooth and delicate face got closer and closer. He had already seen her lips curled slightly. Her small delicate lips were full and wet. Her eyelashes were quivering, and there was no sun, moon, or stars in her blue eyes—only he was in them.
At that very moment, he could feel his heart tremble slightly, and he allowed himself to fall forward and press onto those red lips.
The soft red lips were warm and moist as if they were a strawberry-flavored jelly. He couldn't help but lick them with his tongue.
Irina shut her eyes instantaneously. Her long lashes were quivering, and two rosy blushes appeared on her cheeks.
Hot breaths washed all over her face, and that warm gentle lips pressed onto hers so tightly that her breathing seemed to be stolen in that instant!
