The Flower Sword Returns — R18

Their lips met in a gentle, yet eager union. It began with a delicate touch, soft and probing, as if each movement was a show of unspoken feelings, gentle and sweet like a first kiss. There was a hint of hesitancy at first, a tender feeling that blossomed into something passionate. Their breaths intertwined, mingling in a delicate.

As the kiss deepened, the pure and heartfelt connection spoke volumes. When they finally pulled apart from each other, Xu Feng's eyes were blurry and while he was still present, he felt like a salted fish.

All he wanted to do was lay there like…a salted fish.

Xuan Yang smiled down at the ger below him, his eyes glimmered with an affectionate light, softening the intensity of his features. His smile held a tender touch, a blend of warmth and adoration that danced in his eyes.