In an instant, both my lips and teeth were indulging in a form of pleasure.
It was like kissing two wonderful petals.
The refreshing experience caused a brief blankness in my mind, leaving me dazed for a moment.
Ning Xuan shivered slightly.
She felt the intense masculine scent rushing into her nose and mouth.
The intoxicating feeling blossomed instantly between our lips and tongues.
There was also a tingling, soft sensation.
"Zhang Yang, you can't do this, I'm feeling even more suffocated."
Her face flushed with redness.
Not sure if it was from inhaling carbon monoxide, or from the way I was kissing her.
"That won't do, this is the best way to recover."
I couldn't care to enjoy it.
Quickly pinching her pretty nose, I performed artificial respiration on her.
But in no time, Ning Xuan's cheeks turned even more crimson; her breathing had cleared, yet it remained slightly rapid.
"Zhang Yang, I'm breathing heavily, and my heart is racing."
