Then he lowered his head and fiercely kissed her.
The man's lips carried a faint mint flavor, as if it were their natural scent. No matter when Bai Cheng'an kissed her, Qian Sisi could always taste it, or perhaps it was the taste of the chemistry between their lips and tongues, familiar and yet full of mystery, deeply intoxicating Qian Sisi.
They turned and twisted, indulging in the kiss.
In the breathless moments, the man released Qian Sisi's wrists, propped one hand against the elevator, and cupped her head with the other, pulling her towards him, his tongue boldly invading, dominatingly penetrating into Qian Sisi's soft lips.
He extravagantly pinned her against the elevator, kissing her fiercely. This secluded space did not diminish the pleasure of the kiss; instead, it tempted one to commit a transgression!
