Lin Haihai was stunned at her own words. She was in ancient times, so based on experience, she shouldn’t have touched on this topic with a man. Her face flushed all of a sudden. When she met Yang Shaolun’s fiery gaze, she saw his deeply-set eyes filled with affection and felt like she was sinking in them for a moment. So handsome! His chiseled face was complemented by sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high-bridged nose, and thin lips made for kissing. She remembered Yu Qing once said that men with thin lips were perfect for kissing. She had been fascinated as she listened to Yu Qing's experience, and thought to herself that she must eventually date a man with thin lips.

Her hand unconsciously caressed his lips, and then she made a decision she didn't think she would make. She held his face, lowered her head, and pressed her lips against Yang Shaolun’s. What a wonderful feeling! She was dazed. The man lying under her also felt the same.

Yang Shaolun...