บท 143: 140: First Kiss; I love you for your soul

As soon as Lin FenXiang's mind registered what was happening, his heart stopped for a second, lurching forward as his eyes widened at the feeling of Yan Hansheng's soft, plush lips moving against his own.

The ice in his veins thawed as the painter involuntarily let out a strangled noise from the back of his throat and a gasp left his lips, disappearing into the kiss.

Then, slowly, Lin FenXiang closed his eyes, heart warm and soft as he revelled in the gentleness of the kiss. Gently, his hands moved as though they possessed a mind of their own and found their way to the back of the prodigy musician's head.

His large palm engulfed the back of Yan Hansheng's head as he returned the kiss, moving his lips against the latter's with tentative pressure. Slender fingers buried themselves in the luscious long raven locks as he pulled the musician closer, deepening the kiss as he held the man by his waist.