Sheng Tianze froze as his legs were pushed apart. A hint of confusion flashed in the depths of his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a delighted glint.
He seemed to guess what Jiang Xinli was about to do. The corners of his lips quirked up as he reached out his large hands to gently support her slender waist.
The girl's fair fingers brushed past his ear. With a tender, intimate motion, she took off his gold-rimmed glasses.
Her delicate fingertips ghosted across his cheek.
His gaze deepened, taking on a fiery intensity.
His Adam's apple bobbed, a look of desire and anticipation washing over his face.
The room plunged into silence, the only sound the thrum of agitated heartbeats.
The girl slowly reached out, gently cupping his strikingly handsome face. She leaned in and softly kissed him.
The faint scent of rose pheromones and the biting fragrance of cedarwood filled the room.
The two scents began to intertwine wildly.
