This atmosphere was too enchanting. Nan Zhi's heart thumped as she stared into Mu Sihan's black eyes that were so deep that they seemed to be able to swallow a person's heart.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, when he suddenly leaned down. His cool lips pressed against hers with a force that she could not fight against.
Nan Zhi froze. Taking advantage of her surprise, he took the chance to enter her mouth. His scorching tongue went past her moist lips, his lips pulsing with heat as he explored her soft fragrance.
Both of their breathing was a little heavy. His large palm pulled her towel away conveniently and his warm palm wrapped around one of her creamy white breasts.
Her heart beat sped up.
"Your heart seems like it's about to jump out." The man's voice was low and hoarse.
Nan Zhi almost suffocated from his kiss. She panted as she said in both embarrassment and anger, "That's because I'm afraid and rejecting it."