Wen Xiangyang seemed to be bewitched, reaching out to touch the handsome and manly face in front of her, enticing her to lean in and initiate a kiss.
Her feet left the ground as she was held by Mu Lingqian, eliminating their height difference and providing her the convenience to kiss his thin lips.
She closed her eyes, kissing him earnestly.
Mu Lingqian's gaze became unfathomably deep, as the pain from the wound made it hard for him to stand for long.
However, this little goblin was showing such provocative expressions, actively seducing him.
Looking at her slightly shut eyes and the cherry lips that were cautiously kissing his, he reciprocated the kiss, putting aside his inherent dominance and strength, exhibiting only tenderness and affection.
Both were lost in their feelings, forgetting their wounds and pain.
In the end, it was the smell of blood that made Wen Xiangyang open her eyes.