The two were still standing where they were. Albert took Cynthia’s hand, turned around and wanted to sit down on the sofa.
Cynthia suddenly called out his name. "Albert!"
Albert immediately turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Cynthia looked at him, suddenly raised her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips. It was a kiss full of longing.
The youthful kissing skills were out of order, and Albert was stunned for a moment. A smile appeared in his eyes. He hugged her waist..
The two fell down on the oversized sofa from the middle of the living room, but Albert suddenly let go of Cynthia.
Cynthia looked at him while a little dazed and shy before she asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
Albert looked at her, stroked her cheek with his hand, and smiled with a trace of helplessness in his voice. "If you continue, I will not be able to control it."