Ren Suo had tasted more than once, of course.
Facing Ren Suo's greedy demands, Qiao Muyi quickly lost the battle, going limp in Ren Suo's arms like a boneless teddy bear, tightly embraced by him.
Not knowing how many times their lips parted and met, Qiao Muyi finally came to her senses, pressed her index finger against Ren Suo's lips, and asked breathlessly, "You, you haven't answered, what taste is it exactly…"
I was the dominant one at first! I was the one who made the aggressive move! How come I got beaten back? No, I need to seize the initiative back...
Ren Suo looked at her, smiled gently, and took her finger into his mouth, licking it like a lollipop. Qiao Muyi's body shuddered at this intimate action, and she quickly withdrew her finger. Seizing the opportunity, Ren Suo then held her head and kissed her again. As they kissed, his tongue suddenly tried to seek entrance past her teeth.
