Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

pink ones.

Lu Yan was stunned.

An’an had kissed him on her own accord and lightly moved her peach-colored lips, trying to extend her tongue inside his mouth.

An unfamiliar, yet familiar feeling struck Lu Yan, and goosebumps crawled up his arms.
In that instant, he recalled the first time he had sex with a woman, not remembering his age then since it was a long time ago.
Back then, he had just taken over his first pier and his underlings crowded around him while cheering loudly.
That time, he was energetic and passionate.
This feeling was the same feeling he felt back then.

But that feeling slowly faded away over the years, eventually evolving into nothingness.

He experienced that long-lost feeling once again because of her kiss.

Her lips were soft and had a faint, milky scent that was pleasant and sweet.
It hovered in the back of his mind, seducing him without a care.

Lu Yan allowed her tongue to enter his mouth.

An’an held on to his shirt tightly, this was her first kiss and she was inexperienced, clumsily kissing him with her tongue in his mouth as she delved inside to taste him.

Clearing his throat, Lu Yan broke their kiss and instantly sobered up, revealing a cold, stoic look in his brown eyes.
He stretched out his large hand to hold on to her shoulder, pushing her away.

An’an’s lips instantly separated from his, her eyes locked on his as she saw his gaze was stern and filled with warning.

She tiptoed again, moving closer to his lips.

Lu Yan increased the force he used, easily making himself unreachable for her.

Looking at his tightly pursed lips, An’an slowly crouched down and knelt in front of his muscular and long legs.
Her fingers grasped the belt around his defined waist, wanting to unbuckle it.

But Lu Yan frowned again, looking at the little girl kneeling in front of him, he instantly grabbed her tiny wrists and hauled her up, refusing to let her act rashly.