Meng Xinian listened to this and said, "You can kiss me often."
As he spoke, his lips descended again.
This time was not like the previous pecks.
His breath was fiery, his onslaught swift, consuming her breath entirely.
Chiang Xiao felt her lips and tongue were tingling from his sucking, and when his hand slid up beneath her clothes, she gasped and tilted her head back to avoid his continuing kisses.
"...Shouldn't you get going?"
They originally planned to leave around two o'clock, and now quite a bit of time had passed.
Meng Xinian sighed helplessly.
"I originally thought after we ate, we'd have at least two more hours together."
"Two hours for you to pack? No need, I've actually packed already." Chiang Xiao said, pulling a bag out from Space.
We can just leave now, why take three hours?
Meng Xinian pinched her cheek, "You thought I was talking about packing things?"
"What else then?"
"I said it was about packing you up..."
