As soon as Xu Wendong finished speaking, he gently cupped Qing Niao's face in his hands and kissed her deeply.
This kiss was passionate and burning, filled with endless desire and longing, as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.
Qing Niao slightly tilted her head, responding fervently, her hands tightly wrapped around Xu Wendong's neck, her delicate body trembling slightly, as if anticipating everything that was about to come.
The kiss ended.
Both were slightly breathless, their eyes filled with intense love.
Xu Wendong gently laid Qing Niao down on the bed, slowly moving downward.
He first pressed his lips against Qing Niao's neck, softly rubbing it, feeling the softness and warmth of her skin, before gently sucking, leaving behind ambiguous kiss marks, each one causing Qing Niao to tremble slightly.
When he reached her collarbone, he gently bit down, and Qing Niao let out a soft cry, instinctively gripping the bedsheet with her hands.
