When He Kissed Her, It Felt like the Dawn of One's First Love

Fu Qinglun's muscles tensed up, his handsome face turning pale. The eyes he had one Lin Shiyu were intense as he focused on her cherry red lips.

Lin Shiyu looked at him. Underneath his pupils, she noticed a tinge of awkwardness, anger and shame beneath the surface.

Her heart skipped a beat. "Mr Fu, don't tell me… your first kiss was on our wedding night?"

In total, she had kissed him three times. The first time was on their wedding night, while the previous time was earlier that night, when they had played the game of Truth or Dare. At that moment, he had pinned her onto the sofa and held her face before kissing her. It was too intimate, a forceful kiss where he had invaded her with his tongue.

She never let him get his way.

Fu Qinglun's pupils turned darker. He leaned over and kissed her red lips again.