My First Love Is You

Under the dim streetlight, a man of exquisite figure hugged a petite woman, passionately kissing her recklessly. Alla was compelled to lift her chin, bearing his wild and crazy kiss. Her clear and bright eyes quietly watched him.

"Casiano."

When he momentarily pulled away from her lips, Alla took the opportunity to push him away, "What are you doing again?"

The bewilderment in Casiano's eyes hadn't dissipated yet. Hearing her question, he gradually retracted his desire, "I'm sorry."

He released her slender waist, took a step back to create some distance between them, and his body swayed slightly.

Thankfully, there was a car behind him, which allowed him to lean against the door without revealing his vulnerability...

The headaches of recent days made him uncontrollably lift his slender fingers towards his temples...

When his gaze fell on the woman in front of him, he instead reached out to touch her short hair.