A Miracle of Life

However, Di Xin's hands seemed to have gained a will of their own at that moment, welded firmly in place. Even he could not control them—so how could Golden Spirit's token struggles possibly shake them off?

With the movements of Di Xin's palms, neither too light nor too heavy, strange ripples rose in Golden Spirit's heart, and all the strength in her body seemed to be drained away. She gave up resisting, her body going soft as she leaned into Di Xin's broad embrace and let him do as he pleased.

Soft jade and warm fragrance were in his arms, while an enticing scent lingered at the tip of his nose.

Di Xin suddenly felt that tonight's weather seemed a little hot. His throat went dry, urgently needing a touch of sweetness to "quench his thirst."

He lowered his head, and his gaze happened to fall on Golden Spirit's luscious red lips, so close they were almost within reach.

He could no longer suppress the throbbing in his heart. He bent down directly and kissed her, domineering yet tender.

The instant she was touched, Golden Spirit's body trembled fiercely, and her delicate hands unconsciously clenched the front of Di Xin's robes.

This kiss lasted for several full moments.

When their lips finally parted, Golden Spirit was already panting.

Her originally fair face was now flushed as if drunk, her beautiful eyes misted and alluring like threads of silk. Even her jade-like body, once slightly cool, had become frighteningly hot, like a ball of flame about to be ignited.

After the kiss ended, Di Xin's "disobedient hands" started misbehaving again, sliding along Golden Spirit's slender waist, preparing to explore everywhere.

Just at this critical moment, Golden Spirit suddenly regained a trace of clarity and pressed down on Di Xin's troublesome hand.