This kiss seemed like it had been eagerly awaited for a long time, yet it also felt like it was their first kiss; in any case, it left them both blushing and breathless.
Finally, slowly, Alvin's lips softly touched Nangong Lin's, gently brushing like feathers, yet with the tender affection of a lover.
Nangong Lin felt as if her heart momentarily skipped a beat, then began to pound like a drum.
Could this be considered their first kiss in the true sense?
Perhaps this was truly their first kiss, as now their feelings were mutual, instead of one party forcing and the other enduring.
So this kiss seemed all the more beautiful.
At night, with neon lights glowing and specks of stars illuminating the car, Alvin held Nangong Lin's face, kissing her tenderly, with deep affection and no regrets.
He carefully pried open Nangong Lin's lips, slowly exploring and intertwining with her.
Nangong Lin's breath grew slightly heavier, and she couldn't help but grip Alvin's strong, muscular arm.
