Huli's slender hand rested on her delicate, soft waist, while the other wrapped around the back of her head, holding her close. He seemed unable to resist, pressing her even closer towards him.
In an instant, the young man's soft and alluring lips met hers, attempting to soothe the indescribable restlessness within him.
"!!!"
An Yao felt her head explode in a whirl of shock. She stared wide-eyed with her dewy, limpid eyes, seemingly never expecting such a move from him.
What was even more unexpected was that he was the one to breach the delicate veil of ambiguity that hung between them.
She saw him instinctively close his eyes. His long, pale-red lashes gently curled, fluttering like a butterfly.
It was particularly captivating.
Without guidance, he captured her plump, round lips with his own, gently grinding against them.