You Have Terrible Kissing Skills!

Third Young Master Ye held her lips in her mouth as he gently sucked, bit them, and lingered on them.

Not wanting to settle for less, he gently went for the kill and explored her mouth with his tongue. As she enjoyed the passions, he plundered her sweetness.

It was an undisguised plundering that almost took Cheng Anya's breath, and almost all of her soul, away.

A woman so used to being calm and scheming had lost all semblance of reason and was taken advantage of by Third Young Master Ye.

This was the second time she kissed Ye Chen. In her life, she was only kissed by him.

This feeling was the same as it was seven years ago.

A panic, and in a daze.

Her mind was blank and without thinking of anything else, his face, breath, and scent filled her mind.

A comfortable numbness swept across her spine, went to her head, and spread across her limbs.

Did Third Young Master Ye know what happened to him?