After speaking Mo Qiang pressed her lips against Yin Fu, she was only thinking of teasing him a little. After all, kissing someone and pecking someone on the lips were two different things—— Mo Qiang expected that as long as she kissed Yin Fu a little on his lips, he would be so disgusted that he would push her away.
That was how it was supposed to go but——
Can someone tell her why her fingers were knotted in his hair and why in the world she was sucking on his lips like he was some goddamn wine?
Mo Qiang had no idea how it happened, one second she leaned in close to Yin Fu supposedly only to peck Yin Fu on the lips but the second she kissed him on the lips, something ignited inside her.