For three seconds, Lu Zhan was stunned.

On her lips was the scent of the woman's teeth, her face was a little lazy, her eyelids drooped, and her eyelashes were like light feathers, trembling, tickling his skin.

The air around me seems to be drained by extreme compression.

All that was left was the sound of each other's breathing.

His eyes closed, and he raised his hand to hook her chin, and his lips pressed over it, deepening the kiss.

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