It was Jiang Tang's arms that had been wrapped around her, and when the man clasped her in return, she couldn't help but hug him back.
Jiang Tang, when confronted with such initiative, the kind that didn't advance but allowed him to savor at his leisure, would he refuse?
Of course, he seized the opportunity and hugged the woman even tighter.
He lowered his head, one hand around her waist, the other cradling her head, his lips kissing the woman's, savoring the taste.
He found the woman sweet, tasting the sweetness just by smelling her lips.
The more he indulged, the more he liked, lost in the intoxication.
Cai Xiangxiang's first kiss was gone, the first time she had been kissed by a man, their tongues constantly drawing on each other, feeling the sensation of love.
So this is what kissing was like, no wonder those women were so fond of his kisses.
To be kissed by a man she loved felt so intoxicating.
Cai Xiangxiang and Jiang Tang both lost themselves in each other's kiss.