Seeing this scene, Charlotte's mind had completely short-circuited.
She had no thoughts, no shock, no surprise, no sadness, no horror. Instead, she just stared at the scene in a daze, completely frozen. This was too much for her mind to handle; she was absolutely knocked out of reality.
Yelena, on the other hand, was the exact opposite.
She was the one experiencing the moment as Mika clutched her waist tightly, plunging his tongue deep inside and playing with her own, which was completely caught off guard.
"Smooch!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Sip!♡~"
His tongue danced with hers, licking and sucking with a skill that left her dizzy. She could taste his saliva, feel the softness of his lips, and it sent her heart racing in a way she hadn't expected.
She could also feel the fierce pressure of his body against hers—triggering a whirlwind of emotions.
First was the sheer, absolute shock.
