Lily froze completely, not knowing how to react.
She had never felt this way before.
She breathed lightly, as if her brain was out of control, and her body suddenly felt light and floaty.
Her greenness and clumsiness ignited a fire in Zuo Mufeng.
It was also Zuo Mufeng's first kiss, but some things, for a man, seemed to come naturally without being taught.
Fearing she might fall, Lily instinctively clutched at his collar.
Suddenly, the two fell onto the bed, with Zuo Mufeng on top of her.
Lily was a killer, but she had always been taught to be cold-blooded and ruthless, the marks of a qualified assassin.
Emotions often affect one's judgment.
Both panting, Zuo Mufeng gradually calmed down.
He rose from Lily, propping himself up with his hands beside her ears.
Lily looked at him, thinking he was going to leave, and suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Zuo Mufeng, don't go, hold me a bit more, will you?"