Soft lips trembled slightly.
An enticing sweetness mixed with the scent of beer enveloped Tang Song's nose and taste buds.
The flood of emotions he had been accumulating since he saw her comment on the photo finally erupted at this moment.
He gripped her supple waist forcefully, his kiss exceptionally intense.
As if he wanted to meld her entire being into his body.
Tears welled up in Wen Ruan's eyes, casting a misty veil as she gazed into his eyes, seeming lost between reality and dreams.
The strumming of the guitar abruptly stopped, leaving the second floor of the bridal salon eerily quiet.
Everyone was a bit too shocked to react to the young man who had suddenly rushed out to passionately kiss Wen Ruan.
Indeed, they hardly had a clear look at his face.
"Damn it! Who the hell is this? Get off her!" Zheng Jinpeng's eyes reddened as he regained his senses; he briskly stepped forward, grabbed Tang Song's arm, and violently tugged him away.