Bad Kissing

In terms of strength, there has always been a gap between men and women. So no matter how fast Yun Xi can react, she will never be faster than a professionally trained special forces soldier like Mu Feichi.

Before she could kick him, Mu Feichi had already kissed her straight on the lips, giving her no option to escape.

The man's heated breath hit her face, and his hot lips carried a familiar scent. His nimble tongue parted her teeth and snaked into her mouth, kissing her without restraint.

There was an overpowering and strong air around him. He was like a king who didn't allow her to resist at all.

It took a long while before Mu Feichi let go of her, and then he looked down at her fair face and rosy cheeks. They looked just like blooming peach blossoms, so adorable that he wanted to kiss her some more.

Slightly out of breath, Yun Xi glared at him sulkily. "That's bad kissing. I am giving a bad review."