Mo Beiyuan, He's My Uncle

It was a long, almost suffocating kiss.

Yun Ran was really about to run out of oxygen before he let her go.

He continued to hug her and kissed her face and earlobes from time to time.

Only then did Yun Ran understand that this person had deliberately restrained himself when he kissed her the previous two times.

"Mo Beiyuan, so you like me too, right?"

Otherwise, he wouldn't have kissed her like this.

Mo Beiyuan's actions were intimate as he pressed against her slightly cold forehead. His eyes were like a ferocious wolf king that had marked its prey. His thin lips moved. "Ranran, it's not as simple as liking you. It's a powerful desire. It's a crazy infatuation that can overwhelm you. Are you afraid?"

Yun Ran had always felt that it was fine if someone with his personality would be fine if he did not love someone. If he did, he would definitely go crazy. She didn't expect that she would be the woman who made him crazy.