Seeing the gift exposed like that, Song Yinyin's face turned red with anger: "Lu Jihan, you're so shameless! I told you it was a Christmas gift, how could you just open it, that's too much! How could you..."
Before she could finish her words, he suddenly grabbed the back of her head.
Immediately, his attractive thin lips precisely captured her red lips.
Song Yinyin's whole body stiffened, she did not expect Lu Jihan to say something and then kiss her lips directly.
Oh my, this is on a street, at an intersection no less, Lu Jinyan and Wen Duoduo are still behind us...
"Mmm, you... stop..." She began to struggle, but Lu Jihan held her head firmly with both hands, making her unable to move.
And his powerful tongue wound around her small pink tongue, the hot breath enveloped her taste buds, as if trying to scorch her.
She didn't know how long she was held in his embrace, until the honking from behind, Lu Jihan reluctantly let her go.
