A Devout Kiss (6)

However, looking at the delicate girl in his arms, Ning Yiyuan could only suppress himself. He could only move a little closer to her. Just a little closer to her.

"What do you want?" Sensing Ning Yiyuan's approach, Mo Chu immediately retreated. However, she was already leaning against the wall. Where else could she retreat to?

Before she could finish her sentence, the lips that she thought were extremely beautiful had already gently kissed her eyes. The moist and warm sensation followed her eyes all the way to the bottom of her heart. Mo Chu heard her heart beating like thunder, 'Thud, thud--' it was beating fiercely.

This kiss did not contain the slightest bit of desire. On the contrary, it was a little more pious. It was as if Ning Yiyuan had placed all of his true feelings on it.