This was the first time Song Jia had been intimate with Lu Zhen after the two of them quarreled. The moment he hugged Lu Zhen, he felt that his empty soul had instantly found a place to rest.
Lu Zhen was in a daze from the kiss. Her body went limp and she could not help but gasp.
Song Jia couldn't stand it, but he liked to hear it. Under this contradictory mentality, his fingers and Lu Zhen's hand interlocked tightly, and the kiss became even more passionate. In this long and passionate kiss, the barrier between the two of them seemed to have temporarily melted.
Lu Zhen was a little breathless. She wanted to push Song Jia away, but Song Jia was still hugging her. He only moved his lips away and slowly kissed her eyelids, eyelashes, nose, and forehead.
Lu Zhen's lips brushed against Song Jia's neck. She suddenly thought of a movie she had once seen. In that movie, the female lead kissed the male lead's neck and left a red mark on it.