Time paused for a moment.
In the dimly lit car, Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha's faces were close together.
Both pairs of eyes were gazing at each other, one with a deep gaze, the other with eyes misty and aggrieved.
"Soft."
Jing Xiaocha instinctively stuck out her tongue and licked, a joyful smile spreading at the corner of her mouth.
Wen Jin's breath halted for a moment.
The touch of her tongue on the corner of his lips, as soft and sweet as cotton candy, brought about an indescribable softness…
It was a feeling he had never experienced before.
At this moment.
The scent lingering beneath his nose all came from the girl in front of him. Despite the strong smell of alcohol, it couldn't conceal the girl's delicate fragrance.
Wen Jin was momentarily stunned.
The drunken Jing Xiaocha was like a mischievous child, tasting something delicious from this world.
Her tongue greedily licked his lips, the warm, soft touch directly drilling between his lips.
