Ye Chen leaned down, his lips pressing against Zhang Yantong's rosy lips. Zhang Yantong's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Ye Chen. This jerk was taking advantage of her. Just as Zhang Yantong was momentarily stunned, Ye Chen's tongue tip pried open Zhang Yantong's pearly teeth, quickly entwining with her tender tongue. A subtle fragrance, like honey nectar, seemed to encircle his tongue tip, and Ye Chen sucked on Zhang Yantong's delicate tongue as if savoring honey.
"Mmm... mmm..." Zhang Yantong immediately reacted, struggling urgently, but found she couldn't break free from Ye Chen's arms. Ye Chen's arms were strong, pinning her like iron bands. There's a saying: Life is like forced love; instead of struggling bitterly, let go and enjoy it. After struggling for a moment, Zhang Yantong quickly wrapped her arms around Ye Chen's waist, and the two kissed passionately. Zhang Yantong's kiss was clumsy, trying to be aggressive, yet carrying a trace of coyness.
