*Dishonest hands*
Under her rounded eyes…her mouth parted as if she wanted to speak something but Elandor's lips already overlapped hers.
Like this, they shared their third kiss.
Lips had touched, her heart was agitated~
The stage was perfectly set-up, how could Elandor be considered a man if he still hesitated?
His tongue pried open and launched a direct offensive.
Mitshua's retreating tongue was finally caught and entangled together.
It is said kissing skills are something that gets better with time as you keep practising.
Mitshua doesn't know why but she didn't feel the need to push him away.
Maybe just another simple kiss, get over with it quickly- was the thing she told her questioning mind.
The concept of becoming enemies to lovers always has different approaches. It depends if you had a deep blood-grudge against your enemy because only then reconciliation is something deemed impossible.