At the dinner table.
The two sat closely together, red wine, delicious food, and candlesticks.
When the lights in the room were completely extinguished, the candlelight flickered.
In the candlelight, that face blooming like a fresh flower mesmerized Tang Feng, his mind drifting into a daze.
Sun Yao, now wearing a cream-colored nightgown, watched him with a gentle smile on her face.
Sun Yao raised her wine glass and sipped the red wine.
Under Tang Feng's gaze, her face slowly drew closer and her lips met his.
Her nimble tongue pried his teeth apart.
A warm red wine flowed from Sun Yao's mouth into his.
That wine had a faint hint of mint.
He joyfully swallowed the wine, capturing those tempting lips in a fiery kiss.
A century-long kiss.
Sun Yao nearly suffocated.
Her crimson face was adorned with a brilliant smile.
The two partook in the ritual of interlocking arm drinks.
With just a small taste, Sun Yao's face gradually flushed red.