Why not kiss enough? Even if they kissed for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years might still be enough for him to feel thirsty.
His lips and lips were pressed together, but he didn't move. He just stuck close to her.
Their auras converged and became dense. 'You have mine, I have yours.'
She did not want to be kissed by him, but why did she seem to think that he would bewitch people? She found it hard to resist?
The gentle him would always make her lose her mind. She reached out her hand to push him away.
He grabbed her small hand with extreme gentleness. His lips moved slightly and suddenly held her cherry lips warmly.
Leaving his kiss, she said in a low voice, "You said it was just a kiss. Please don't continue."
He was extremely reluctant to part with her, but he didn't want to make things difficult for her. He could only let go of her and force himself to calm down.