But before he could finish his sentence, her soft lips pressed against his, extinguishing the flames of his impending outburst.
At first, he kept his thin lips tightly pressed together, unmoved, allowing Song Yinyin to kiss him, refusing to respond in any way.
Because he was still angry at heart and worried about her.
Yet, Song Yinyin's kiss was soft, cautious, clumsy yet tender. She naturally had a sweet fragrance about her, and she kissed him slowly, learning from his actions when he kissed her, gently and slowly teasing him.
Eventually, he couldn't resist anymore. Lu Jihan finally relaxed his tense lips.
He slightly opened his mouth, cupping her lips, turning passive into active as he passionately deepened the kiss...
There were disordered footsteps outside, drawing closer from afar.
"Dabai, don't run! Slow down! Your mommy is fine, don't run too fast, hey!"
