Their lips continued to play intimately.
Zhang Xinxin took the initiative to come to him, and Li Jing had no reason to turn her away.
It was widely known that when lips touched, a man's hand would instinctively climb to the peaks; this was the inevitable result of the touch mechanism.
As tingling sensations spread from her chest, Zhang Xinxin couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, her legs going weak.
Just as she was about to fall into the abyss, Zhang Xinxin's rationality finally overcame her physiological reaction, and she forcefully broke free from his embrace.
"Our relationship can only go this far for now."
Zhang Xinxin blushed and hurriedly explained.
To be honest, she had only intended to stir Li Jing's emotions with a passionate kiss.
But unexpectedly, he went straight to hands-on, disrupting her plan.
She had intended to offer a sweet jujube to tease his heartstrings, but instead, she lost a watermelon, a huge loss indeed.
