Help to Self-Help

Jiang Yingyue's mind went blank. She was in the arms of the drenched Han Qingshan, but all she could feel was an electric current rushing through her body from where he was touching her.

She felt how his tongue licked her lips, trying to pry open her mouth and invade into her wet cavern, but she was too stunned to react, and his kiss became smoldering hot and urgent. His teeth started nibbling on her lips and seeing that she did not grant him access, he bit hard on her lower lip causing her to yelp in pain, and his tongue invaded her mouth, entangling her tongue and tasting her sweetness.

Jiang Yingyue was kissed until her mind was completely dazed. She was unaware of what was going on around her, she just felt that everything was hot, everywhere his fingers touched her body was burning, even though it was on the outside of her clothes.

Jiang Yingyue felt her heart grow weak. She leaned against Han Qingshan's body, trembling uncontrollably in his arms.