At that moment, Lin Guo'er's face was flushed, her beautiful eyes shimmering as she gazed at Lin Kuang. Her warm lips were slightly parted, and her quickened breaths echoed beside his ear.
The scene was indescribably enticing, a true test of whether a man could be as temperate as the legendary Liu Xiahui.
Of course, Lin Kuang was absolutely no Liu Xiahui. Driven by a primal male impulse and a surge of hormones, he scooped Lin Guo'er directly into his arms.
The next moment, he was about to make his move and devour this fully ripened fruit.
Just then, Lin Guo'er snapped out of her daze. Seeing that Lin Kuang was about to lose control, she grew a little scared. It wasn't that she wanted to reject him. She just didn't want it to happen here. After all, it was her first time, and she didn't want to lose it in a place like this. It should be somewhere more... cozy.
With that thought, she panted softly and stopped Lin Kuang's advance.
