Su Xiaoxiao hadn't even recovered her senses when the back of her head was firmly gripped by a large palm. The man's pleasant breath magnified entirely. This time, his kiss was a bit wild and unrestrained, like a hungry beast in the dark.
With so many things to take care of earlier, he had to suppress the fear and despair of falling off the cliff. Now, it all burst out at once. Su Xiaoxiao could initially go along with it, but gradually she was pushed back step by step. If it weren't for her struggling, she even felt like she was about to be devoured.
But the rising temperature, along with the sound of blood flowing in her eardrums, made Jiang Yexun's pounding heart even more intense. At one point, he felt that his love for the little educated youth was about to overflow. However, he was overwhelmed by his love, while Su Xiaoxiao struggled to keep up with the rhythm.