Bai Ruyi stared with wide eyes at Wang Dahai's face, which was so close to hers.
Feeling his tongue probing into her mouth and the heat about to burst from his chest, Bai Ruyi's heart was gradually melting.
She sighed softly in her heart and closed her eyes.
Wang Dahai stopped kissing only when he was about to suffocate and gasped for air.
Looking at Bai Ruyi quietly lying beneath him, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
He had obviously been impulsive just now.
But he never regretted his actions; impulsive was impulsive, regardless of the consequences.
He was still young and unmarried, with opportunities to make mistakes.
"Is it enough now?" Bai Ruyi opened her eyes, her tone somewhat helpless.
"Not yet."
Wang Dahai dove down again, continuing to kiss her.
Minutes later, when they parted again, Bai Ruyi's breathing was also rapid.
But aside from kissing, Wang Dahai did nothing else.
Bai Ruyi looked at him with a half-smile, provocatively saying, "Such a coward."