Slender fingers stroked a long, fair neck.
Like a kitten, Nan Zhou affectionately rubbed his cheek against that warm, dry palm.
Huo Xingye's eyes darkened. His fingers tightened, and he lowered his head to kiss him.
Unlike Nan Zhou's fleeting kiss earlier, this kiss was deep and forceful, filled with profound feeling and desire.
As Nan Zhou unconsciously opened his mouth, it deepened further.
The microphone could even pick up their increasingly heavy breathing.
[Holy shit!!!!!!!!!! I'm dead!!!!!!!!!!]
[What the fuck, they usually won't let us see anything, and now they go straight to French kissing? Who can handle this!]
[Let me explode into fireworks to liven things up for Xingzhou! Today, I am the happiest girl alive!!!!]
[This corpse is getting warm. It even wants to stand up.]
[I-is this something I'm allowed to see and hear? My face is so red, fuck!]
[Don't look, President Gu. This is the killing blow!!!!]
The drones above the sea transformed from penguins into points of light rising over the water, like the Milky Way, like blossoming fireworks, dazzling and beautiful.
Despite having stood in the sea breeze for a while, Nan Zhou's lips were unexpectedly warm, and very soft.
He had had a drink earlier, and a sweet taste still lingered in his mouth, making Huo Xingye instinctively unable to resist taking more.
Only when he heard a muffled nasal sound escape Nan Zhou's throat beside his ear did he slowly end the kiss.
As their lips parted, his teeth reluctantly nipped the moist lower lip before letting go.
In his sight, a faint pink had tinted Nan Zhou's eyes. His breathing was unsteady, and a slight sheen of moisture rippled in his pupils.
The fingers holding his neck loosened. His thumb settled at the corner of those slightly reddened lips