Burn The Ancestral Hall

The next thing Lin Xiaofei felt was her being pushed gently by him against the wall. Their lips interlocked with each other as if there could be no other time where they could kiss each other this passionately.

The more they kissed, the more the tension that was in the air grew, making it harder for them to breathe.

She didn't know how long have they been kissing each other. But it felt like they could go on forever if no intruders were to come and stop them. Qu Xing Xu pulled back to give their lips an inch space away from each other. His smoldering gaze made her feel dizzy and weak.