"Today is particularly sweet."
"How sweet? Try it." Mu Jingxi pinched her delicate chin and lowered his head to kiss her.
His scorching thin lips seized hers.
Qiao An let out a soft moan, stood on tiptoe, and responded to his passionate kiss.
Though the height wasn't ideal and didn't reach the high altitude, this level was considerate of him.
After a long, passionate kiss, Qiao An leaned against his chest, panting, twisting his shirt buttons, "Are we just going to keep looking at this?"
"Let's go down." Mu Jingxi pinched her cheek, his tone helpless yet tinged with affection, "I'll take you to the next place."
Because Qiao An was afraid and abandoned the hot air balloon plan, Mu Jingxi had miscalculated.
He hadn't expected Qiao An to be scared.
If he had known, there wouldn't have been a hot air balloon.
On the way to the next destination, Qiao An fell asleep in the car.
