In the past, it was almost always Lu Jihan who took the initiative. Now that it's her turn, she really doesn't know what to do.
However, the moment her lips touched Lu Jihan's, it was as if a feather was constantly tickling her heart.
It was as if she was a natural at it, and something urged her to continue.
Moreover, since Lu Jihan didn't resist, her heart slightly settled, and she became bolder.
Little by little, she carefully traced his lips, cautiously exploring, trying to deepen the kiss.
The familiar scent entwined bit by bit, as if they had returned to those nights before. Song Yinyin kissed deeper, as if entranced, attempting to pry open Lu Jihan's sealed lips, to pry open his frozen heart.
The lingering kiss suddenly turned passionate.
It was the first time Song Yinyin had been so proactive, and once again the air around them became thin, her whole body growing warm.
For a moment, she felt as if her soul was dancing along with the heat of the entwined kiss.
