Because of the previous two lip-to-lip kisses, Su Yunling had thought that this time, Gu Zhiqi would also just press her lips to his and then pull away.
He hadn't expected Gu Zhiqi to pry open his teeth.
That damp warmth kept rolling and grinding against his lips.
In the middle of it, she even lifted her head a little and said to Su Yunling, "I'll make you cry."
Then she pressed back down on his lips again.
Su Yunling: "…"
Make him cry?
Who makes who cry is still up in the air, okay.
Su Yunling let out a muffled laugh, the look in his eyes suddenly turning deep and dark. Taking advantage of Gu Zhiqi's initiative, he raised his hand to cup the back of her head, tilted his head up slightly to match her movements, and deepened the kiss.
The temperature in the car shot up, and a hazy, intimate air instantly filled the whole vehicle.
