Stimulated by her passionate cries, Su Chen's breathing grew increasingly rapid. He kissed her lips again, their tongues entwining. As their mouths met, Su Chen's hands caressed her back, slowly pulling her open training robe down.
In the next moment, Ye Lanxin released her arms to cooperate with Su Chen's movements, letting the robe fall away. She made no attempt to cover herself as she had before. Having reached this point, she knew she could only surrender completely to this young man.
Ye Lanxin occasionally opened her eyes, a flicker of tenderness in her gaze as she looked at Su Chen. This boy might be wicked—staring at her lecherously from their first meeting and actually daring to touch her. Though his actions were wrong, they stirred something in her heart.
