Their lips met, and Lu Qingqing's whole body electrified, with every nerve taut and involuntarily trembling slightly.
Immediately after, a feeling of blissful sweetness surged in her nervous heart.
Ye Feng's compassionate and focused gaze just moments before made her feel as if her soul had sunk.
Eyes are the windows to a person's soul, and through Ye Feng's gaze, she believed that he must like her.
Otherwise, how could one explain what happened that night at the hotel, and why would he help her over and over again?
At that moment, Ye Feng too felt a pair of soft, moist lips covering his, and a faint, refreshing fragrance entered his mouth, which was very comfortable.
And just as he was about to skillfully pry open her teeth with his tongue, his heart gave a violent jolt.
When he opened his eyes and saw clearly that the person in front of him was Lu Qingqing, he was even more startled.