As their faces gradually drew closer, a strand of Liang Ji's hair hung down on Chen Mo's face, tickling him.
Chen Mo could clearly smell the fragrance from Liang Ji's hair and the scent of rouge on her body. The aroma wasn't strong, very pleasant, giving an advanced feeling.
"Why so slow, could it be the Empress Dowager doesn't even know how to kiss?" Chen Mo laughed.
"Of course I do, what do you take me for... a little girl?" Liang Ji said angrily.
Soon, a hint of sweetness came from Chen Mo's lips, causing him to instinctively lick, like petal-flavored jelly.
At this moment, Liang Ji's eyes widened a bit and was about to lift her head, but Chen Mo held her head firmly.
Their faces were pressed together like this, Liang Ji's black hair hung down like a curtain, covering the scene of them kissing.
No one knew how long they kissed, but Liang Ji felt she was almost out of breath, continuously patting Chen Mo's shoulder, her face flushed red.
