Both of them were so close such that Shang Mo could see Rong Mo's long, slender neck the moment he looked down, breathing in her fragrance.
It was a fragrance that shouldn't belong to a man, carrying a bewitching charm that struck at his heart, luring him into wanting to kiss her outright.
Shang Mo was the only one who knew that he wasn't as calm as how he seemed on the surface.
Right at that moment, Rong Mo turned around and sent her ear towards him. There was no way he would let that opportunity slip as he kissed it along with the flow, even nibbling softly with his lips.
His soft lips along with a milky fragrance brought about an irresistible sensation like freshly squeezed cow's milk.
Shing!
Rong Mo's mind went blank.
Never once experiencing such intimacy with a man, Rong Mo burrowed out of Shang Mo's embrace right away.
When Shang Mo saw how flushed Rong Mo was, his heart could not help but skip a beat.