Ling Fei extended her fingertip, gently touching Song Tianmo's proud nose, his sensual lips, the perfect curve of his chin, and the throat that couldn't help but move from her touch.
"Song Tianmo!"
Ling Fei suddenly smiled brightly at him, her eyes curved in delight, with soft dimples forming on her cheeks.
"Song Tianmo!"
She murmured and wrapped her hands around his broad shoulders, leaned her head against his neck, and with her red lips she anxiously kissed Song Tianmo.
"Fei Fei!"
At her initiative, Song Tianmo's voice became hoarse, his eyes darkening even more.
Ling Fei's soft lips lightly kissed his mouth, they were sweet like honey. She leaned trustingly against him, causing the arm he had wrapped around her to tighten involuntarily.
He reciprocated, passionately returning Ling Fei's kiss.
Realising Song Tianmo's dominance, Ling Fei didn't retreat, but instead held him tighter, reciprocating his intensity.