Su Qinglan let out a soft gasp of surprise, her mouth parting instinctively.
Shi Feng didn't hesitate. He immediately plunged his tongue inside, eager to explore every corner of the sweetness he considered his personal shrine.
The taste of her was so intoxicating that he let out a low, primal groan against her lips.
He shifted his hold, tilting her head to the side to deepen the kiss even further, his movements urgent and possessive. He wanted to consume her, to show her exactly how much her revelation had set his soul on fire.
Surprised by his sudden intensity, Su Qinglan didn't pull away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them. Her small nails dug into the hard muscle of his shoulder blades, leaving red marks against his skin.
