"Hmm?"
Jiang Ting and I were taken aback.
This scene reminded us of our first kiss back in school.
It was an accident by Jiang Ting, who threw herself into my arms and gave her first kiss.
That day, we officially became a couple and kissed for a long time.
These youthful memories filled my heart with both nostalgia and excitement.
Because I didn't expect that kissing Jiang Ting could still feel so intense.
Instinctively, I pulled Jiang Ting close and kissed her deeply.
Jiang Ting's lips were still as soft and smooth as they used to be.
Her tongue, sweet and slippery, felt incredibly tangible.
In the past, kissing Jiang Ting was my favorite thing; missing a day would leave me restless.
"Zhang Yang, you..."
Jiang Ting snapped back, her clear eyes widened.
But the sudden passion filled her mouth as she inhaled.
It brought a look of pleasure across her gentle face.
"Jiang Ting, kissing like before isn't too much, right?"
As I kissed her, I mumbled indistinctly.
