277 The Deep Kiss in the Deep Water 8 (1/2)

If she was holding someone's waist, then the two pieces of soft meat-like thing and the moist, slippery object also belonged to a man… Then, those were…

Song Qingchun's heart stopped beating.

So, the thing she had licked out of curiosity with her tongue was a man's lips, the opening she stuck her tongue into was a man's mouth, the two rows of tough-feeling fences were rows of a man's teeth, and the slippery thing was the man's tongue.

Therefore, the series of curious reactions her body was feeling was caused by her passionate kiss with a man!

The man who had dominated her lips had lost himself in the passion of the moment. Now, she could even hear the sound people made during an intimate smooch, an incriminating sound that made the heart tingle and skin blush.

Wait, wasn't I pushed overboard into the lake? So why am I being kissed now? This means I'm not dead and this kisser has saved me? So, it was mouth-to-mouth resuscitation he was doing before…

The temperature on Song Qingchun's face rose, but her brain didn't stop thinking about it.

Yes, I did initiate the kiss, but that was because my mind was in a state from being drowned, so how could this man take advantage of my fragility and vulnerability?

At the same time, she could feel an inexplicable sadness and melancholy combined with desire and gentleness in the man's kiss.

This feeling was exceptionally familiar, like she had personally experienced it somewhere before.

Song Qingchun thought about it for a long time but could not come up with an answer. On the other hand, the man's kiss didn't seem to falter in force; if anything, it had gotten more desperate, like he was marking his territory or trying to physically force the emotions and secrets from his body into her heart through the kiss itself.

Just who was kissing her? And how did he manage to pour so many words and emotions into such a passionate kiss?