His kiss was domineering, relentlessly lingering between her lips and teeth, crazy and passionate.
Gu Mingyue gradually stopped resisting.
Her hands naturally dropped, her body still, allowing Gu Minglu to kiss and bite her lips like a puppet, without resistance or response.
The frantic kissing gradually became gentle.
Until Gu Minglu let go of her lips.
Tears streamed down from the corners of Gu Mingyue's eyes, falling onto her sexy collarbone.
She was still wearing that silver evening gown, but her hair and clothes were a bit disheveled, and even the makeup on her face was slightly smudged, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Gu Minglu gently helped her wipe away the tears at the corner of her eyes, his eyes filled with tenderness.
The more he wiped, the more tears seemed to flow.
Gu Minglu lightly pressed his lips, gently kissing her eyes.
Gu Mingyue silently felt the stark contrast between the man now and just moments ago.
She thought, the storm had finally passed.
