The kiss was intermittent like the sound of seabirds fluttering on the waves, until the cruise ship slowly approached the shore.

Song Qitang was numb from beginning to end, and his black and white eyes stared at Jiang Yanxing.

No matter how deep or light the kiss is, she does not pander and does not resist.

Compared to the enthusiasm that was easily provoked last night, the reaction was much colder.

Only the occasional rapid breath betrayed the apparent calm.

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