Qin Jie raised his eyebrows, not reacting.
Chen Enci demonstrated by opening her mouth: "Ah, like this?"
"Ah." Qin Jie copied her, parting his lips.
Chen Enci felt a bit stage fright.
Wasn't it a bit embarrassing to feel stage fright at this point?
Chen Enci swallowed, holding Qin Jie's chin and moving towards his lips, gradually pushing her tongue into his mouth.
Her actions were slow and hesitant, like a small sparrow peeking out from its cage into the world, indeterminate, advancing and retreating alternately.
It was incredibly frustrating.
Qin Jie swallowed, feeling like he was playing with fire.
After a long time, the tip of her tongue finally met his, the electrifying sensation causing his body to tense up and involuntarily react.
Damn it.
He really was playing with fire.
He shouldn't have provoked her in this situation.
Lost in his girlfriend's passionate yet clumsy kiss, Qin Jie didn't notice that she had loosened her grip on his chin.