Bai Ruozhu's eyes were already wet from tears, her lips moved, but she swallowed back whatever she was about to say.
How could you be so foolish? You are remembering the past; the previous love has deepened, not forgotten the love between us. What's the point in writing it down?
In the end, she didn't say anything at all. She just reached out to embrace his neck, her pink lips met his, kissing him for the first time with such initiative.
The brush fell from Jiang Yichun's hand and landed on the paper, dirtying a small spot. But he ignored it. Bai Ruozhu's initiative made it impossible for him to hold back. He held her tightly, their lips meeting in a kiss.
His tongue was overbearing and invasive, as if announcing that this was his territory where only he was allowed to charge and ram.
At first, Bai Ruozhu took the lead, but in the end, she lost all control as she strived to respond to his passion. It was their first time sharing such a fierce and unrestrained kiss.