The two of them stared wide-eyed at each other for a long time without any reaction. You look at me, I look at you, their lips just touching, yet not parting for a long time.
Su Junhao's face was slightly red. He himself didn't know what was happening to him. Clearly, he had dated before, and he often interacted with female artists, kissing was a common occurrence. Why didn't he feel like this before?
Even when he was with Angel before, he never felt this suffocating feeling.
Back then, kissing Angel or even going to bed with her was effortless, almost like a game. He found it fun, so he could enjoy and master it skillfully.
Why when he's now with Jian Yanyan, nothing much has happened, yet he feels his heart racing, as if his entire heart is about to jump out of his throat.
So nervous he doesn't even dare to breathe.
Suddenly, he remembered a serious issue. At lunch, it seems he ate garlic. He wondered if there was still a smell now?
