A POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK

Two pairs of sinful lips were forced to part when their owners heard a loud noise that managed to interrupt their moment. The source of the sound was not far from them, and that was why the two men were able to react immediately upon hearing the sudden noise.

The shorter one even immediately pushed the taller one to put some distance between them before he turned his gaze to the source of the sound that had just interrupted their moment.

It wasn't that he liked it when Zhu Ge kissed him, but that Bai Chen only liked the warm sensation when their lips met. For some reason, he could feel a familiarity with the kiss, and he frowned before realizing that it was not the first time Zhu Ge kissed him.

'I thought Zhu Ge's lips were similar to Wu Jinhai's, but maybe men's lips do resemble each other. I shouldn't think about it too much,' Bai Chen said to himself before he shook his head slightly.