Instinctively, he embraced Hua Hua, fiercely sucking on those soft lips.
The repression in his heart had lasted too long, and at this moment, holding Hua Hua tightly, every nerve seemed eager to shout. Emotions accumulated over the week erupted with a bang, all exploding, and Hua Hua was nearly kissed to the point of breathlessness.
Is this the legendary irresistible urge when facing a lover?
"Hmm..."
After Hua Hua let out a low hum, he was immediately pinned against the wall by Ling Yin, who flipped him over and stared intently.
The smooth wall was damp, warmly humid, but somewhat hard.
His lips remained on hers with great teasing, and Hua Hua suddenly realized Ling Yin's kissing skills had remarkably improved over these few months, making her body feverish within just five minutes.
"Hua Hua." Ling Yin called her name while kissing.
Hua Hua lazily opened her eyes, looking at the man shrouded in the misty atmosphere.
"Can you call me?"
"Brother Ling?"
