He could clearly feel her body trembling subtly from their kiss, a helpless little shiver that plucked at his heartstrings like a feather.
Shen Yuan greedily drank in the sweet fragrance of her neck, where the faint warmth and moisture from his lips seemed to linger.
Forcibly suppressing the intense urge to bury his face in her neck once more, he angled his head away slightly. With a hint of reluctance, his warm lips slowly, bit by bit, peeled away from her delicate skin.
He only moved an inch, his breath still ghosting hotly over the sensitive skin on Li Zhi's neck, sending another shiver through her.
"Li Bao…"
Shen Yuan's voice was impossibly low and husky, as if sanded rough. It was thick with a nasal quality, filled with a lingering intimacy he couldn't hold back.
He lowered his gaze, his deep eyes locking onto the girl in his arms. He watched her eyelashes, trembling slightly from shyness and nerves, and her cheeks, flushed like ripe peaches.
