Lowering his head, he leaned closer to her, that unique fragrance of hers slowly seeping into his nostrils.
Mu Xiaojiu felt intoxicated.
It was even more intoxicating than drinking over a dozen bottles of red wine...
Perhaps sensing someone approaching, Baili Xia opened her eyes and looked at him.
Even though she couldn't clearly see his face, his eyebrows, or his features, she just felt that she really liked this face.
She couldn't help but reach out her hand, her long fingers tracing gently over his high nose bridge.
Her throat felt slightly dry, even her lips felt parched.
She subconsciously stuck out her pink tongue and lightly swept it over her thin lips...
That unconscious gesture made Mu Xiaojiu's long-held composure instantly collapse!
Those thin lips that had been tempting his nerves were suddenly within reach.
He couldn't hold back any longer, lowered his head, and kissed her small mouth forcefully.
"Mmm..."
