Next Time, I'll Try Harder

This kiss was no longer gentle. It carried longing and deep emotion, yet the moment he touched her inexperienced response, he instinctively softened, turning it into a more lingering, patient guidance.

Lin Xingmian trembled slightly the instant he deepened the kiss, then shyly responded.

Her hands clutched tightly at his lapels, and both of them became lost in the kiss.

When he opened his eyes again, the darkness in them had deepened.

"Mianmian, do you know what might happen next?"

Her face turned even redder. "I know, but I'm not afraid."

"As long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything."

Shen Qingling's warm palm caressed her cheek, gently stroking her delicate, burning skin with a tenderness that bordered on cherishing.

Lin Xingmian obediently rubbed her face against his palm, like a soothed kitten. Her gaze was trusting, with a hint of innocent anticipation.

With pure, innocent eyes, she said, "Brother Qingling, can you kiss me again? When you kiss me, it feels so different."

Her heart would beat faster and faster, and her face would grow hotter and hotter...

Shen Qingling's eyes darkened. With a turn, he reversed their positions, then lowered his head and kissed her lips again before she could react.

This kiss carried clear intent and a heat that was gradually slipping out of control.

At first, it was still a gentle caress of lips, but soon his tongue cautiously parted her teeth, tangling with her clumsy attempts to evade him.

Lin Xingmian had never expected this. A faint whimper escaped her as her body stiffened slightly, her fingers unconsciously clutching the fabric over his chest.

Lin Xingmian had never seen Shen Qingling like this before, but she liked it so much that her body trembled uncontrollably.

Shen Qingling thought she was nervous, so his