Lucia slowly approached Su Yaoyao, his gaze locked on her luscious lips, as if they were the most tempting delicacy in the world.
He lowered his head slightly and leaned in to kiss Su Yaoyao's lips. The distance between them shrank, and the air grew thick with a palpable tension. It was as if the whole world had stopped, leaving only their breathing and the touch of their lips to come.
Lucia's lips gently met Su Yaoyao's. The kiss was filled with endless affection, as if he were pouring countless days and nights of longing and desire into it.
'In his mind, he had fantasized countless times about being this intimate with Yaoyao. Now, his dream was finally coming true. He was kissing her again. The soft touch, the familiar scent... he was intoxicated, completely lost in the moment.'
Su Yaoyao never expected Lucia to kiss her so suddenly. Her mind went completely blank, and she had no time to react.
