บท 181: Tenderness (2)

His long fingers ran through her black hair over her shoulders as her faint fragrance smothered all over him, chipping away his weakening willpower. His arms around her were tightening uncontrollably as he hugged her in his arms…

He had to admit that kissing her was addictive.

His usually ascetic self was gradually falling apart before her charm. Suddenly, he felt defeated as he had always been proud of his well-trained discipline and self-restraint.

After tasting several minutes of sweetness, he forcefully stopped himself and looked at her with sparks in his eyes. Her outfit seemed a little messy as several buttons before her chest had come undone and her eyes looked beautiful.

She came back to her senses when she felt her chest area become chilly. Gazing downwards, she noticed that her shirt was open. In embarrassment, she quickly buttoned her shirt up.