Every movement was gentle, devoid of any carnal desire.
Feng Yueya was overwhelmed with shame, her pretty face had long been considerably flushed, and under the steaming hot water, it turned even more translucently rosy, seemingly dripping with charm.
Seeing her like this, Yun Shangyuan's eyes deepened a bit.
He couldn't help himself, leaned over, and bit her cheek, then still unsatisfied, kissed her red lips.
The moment their lips touched, their minds buzzed.
How long had it been since they had kissed so gently...
Yun Shangyuan simply dropped the towel and cradled her face, focusing on kissing her gently.
After being startled, Feng Yueya did not resist, nor did she respond, letting him take what he wanted.
He first savored her lips, then extended his tongue to pry open her teeth and playfully tangled with her small tongue.
This kiss was provocative yet not intense, gentle yet suffocating, allowing them to immerse in the lovely passion, forgetting everything else.
