But it brought about a twinge of pain and a wave of warmth in his heart....
"Silly woman..." his brows furrowed as he couldn't help but mutter.
As his voice faded, he lifted his head from her shoulder, lowering his gaze to look at her.
After a moment, he slightly lowered his head and easily kissed her lips, which usually required him to bend down to reach.
The sudden kiss left Su Xingyue stunned....
In her daze, she realized that his kiss carried a hint of release, forceful, yet not brutal....
Su Xingyue paused, then understood that kissing her had become a way for him to vent his emotions.
When he was joyful, he would kiss her.
When angry, he would kiss her.
And now, in his sadness, he still kissed her....
She hesitated, then slowly closed her eyes, going along with his kiss.
The passionate kiss made her body soften, and by the time she reacted, she was already falling backward....
Caught off guard, she fell back, but a large hand supported her waist.