"A kiss isn't essential; I can have you anytime I want."
Tong Ran bit her lower lip, a trade like this was actually quite worth it, and it wasn't that she didn't want to kiss him...
"Okay."
Mo Nanjue had anticipated her agreement. His eyes softly closed, he presented himself in a way that seemed to await a kiss. Tong Ran didn't shy away either; she propped up her upper body slightly, and Mo Nanjue's lips looked quite appealing. His features combined were a perfect match. She wrapped one hand around his shoulder and pressed her lips to his.
What Tong Ran considered a kiss was merely a peck, lips barely touching. Just as she was about to pull away, he firmly held the back of her head in place. Mo Nanjue opened his eyes, the amused glint in his gaze meeting her bashful eyes. His tongue touched her soft lips, pried open her teeth, and brazenly invaded her mouth.
"Mmm..."
