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Era of Players: Death God

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Nickaido · Fantasy
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240 Chs

Cooking meal

The world seemed to fade away as Noah pulled Lilith closer. Under the breathtaking tapestry of the sunset, their lips met in a hesitant touch at first. It was a soft exploration, a tentative taste that spoke volumes more than words ever could.

But then, as if ignited by the fiery sky above, a spark flared between them. The kiss deepened, a surge of passion replacing the initial gentleness. Lilith, her inhibitions melting away like the last rays of sunlight, reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair.

A gasp escaped her lips as she felt him shift, pulling her even closer. Suddenly, an idea sparked in her mind. With a playful murmur, she pushed back slightly, her eyes sparkling with a newfound boldness.

"This view deserves a better seat," she whispered, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.