Ye Fan didn't resist, responding to Hu Jing's passionate kiss, and naturally placed his hands on Hu Jing's slender waist.
Chased by Hu Jing for kisses for seven or eight minutes, they finally parted lips and Ye Fan looked at her pretty face again.
Her cheeks were flushed red, her delicate nose flared with each breath, half-opened lips gently panting with the fragrance of orchids, her warm breath tingled his face. Her charming, foxy eyes were silky and seemed to be shedding droplets of water, filled with boundless temptation.
Hu Jing gazed back into Ye Fan's eyes, both of them catching their breath. She leaned down to Ye Fan's ear, licked his earlobe, and whispered enticingly in a hot breath, "Ye Fan, take me. You don't have to take responsibility."
Ye Fan was thrilled, but his rational mind forced him to calm down.
He was a man who had experienced women before and had had intimate contact with Hu Jing many times; he knew that Hu Jing was still a virgin.
