Punched in the Chest

Tang Mo'er was kissed by him all of a sudden and her eyes flew open in shock. All she could see was his handsome face, and even up close, he was still dashing and perfect.

He frowned while kissing her passionately, exploring every corner of her mouth with his long tongue, he couldn't seem to get enough of her.

The faint scent of tobacco in his breath, accompanied by his clean, masculine body scent instantly consumed her.

Tang Mo'er's held his green V-neck sweater tightly with her tiny hands and pushed him away forcefully.

"Gu Mohan, let go of me!"

Gu Mohan took a step back, he glared at her furiously, like a wolf that would instantly swallow her whole.

He hadn't had any contact with her for a very long time and her body temperature, her sweet scent and the feeling of her against him was making him infatuated again.