"Hoo..."
After a while, Dongfang Xinglan clutched the fabric behind Lu Jin'an, gently struggling, "Don't... don't kiss anymore... I can't breathe... hm..."
Cre-eak...
The door behind them made a louder sound, and Dongfang Xinglan's knees under her skirt slightly buckled, feeling her legs inexplicably become weak.
This feeling was the first time. Clearly, when she had initiated the kiss before, it didn't feel like this... strange sensation.
Why is this happening?
With her cheeks gradually tinged with red, Dongfang Xinglan slightly opened her dreamy eyes. Her right hand, which was originally on Lu Jin'an's back, was now on his shoulder, clutching his collar. Her fingers curled and relaxed, as if wanting to pull him back yet carrying a certain shy reluctance.
"Mm... I... I can't take it anymore..."
Dongfang Xinglan suddenly pursed her lips and gasped for air, resting her forehead against Lu Jin'an's chest, her delicate body trembling slightly.
