He Was Right About Her

She could taste the herbal fragrance in his mouth. She could distinctly feel the warmth of his lips. Even the texture of his lips was now a known variable. They were firmer than hers. A man’s lips could never be quite as soft as a woman’s.

Her body was frozen. She tried so hard to suppress the thought of escaping so she could feel Long Siye's kiss. His breath was scorching, and Gu Xijiu felt a little uncomfortable as it felt like a dragon was breathing down her neck.

It was not right. There was no thundering heartbeat, no dazzling sensation. She could even tell that his lips were a little dry. The exchange was becoming a little too unbearable.

Their lips had only touched for two seconds, but Gu Xijiu could no longer stand it. She raised her head and pushed Long Siye away abruptly. She then teleported and shifted herself out of the tent.

"Xijiu…" Long Siye’s heart sank as he followed her out.