C309 How Was It Hmm?

Junbai still carried a chill with him, and when he leaned over Ann Xiaomin, she shivered from the cold. He kissed her deeply, urgently, as if he wanted to consume her entirely. Ann Xiaomin, unable to resist, gave in.

The room was dimly lit by a single bedside lamp, casting a soft glow on his handsome face. Just as Ann Xiaomin was about to speak, he seemed to sense it and kissed her again