Moving To A Certain Direction (4)

It was an impromptu kiss that eventually rose to new heights and deepened at the same time. Li Yang wasn't a man who was inclined for public displays of affection—exhibitionism wasn't his thing. And yet this might as well have been his new path of life considering all the circumstances.

Taiga's lips were soft and melded with his, with a slightly salty aftertaste to it when she leaned back away from him. Her orange hair fell over slightly back her shoulders and made the redness that streaked her skin look like a blushing tomato. 

"Don't hide stuff from Taiga anymore, okay?" she said.

Li Yang stared up at the tigress spirit and smiled lightly. "Well, it can't be helped anymore. I'll let you know."

"If anybody's asking, I'm so glad that the two of you could make this little nook into your private room." Narissa said and flicked her wrist.