Chapter 624
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He opened his eyes to look at her. After a moment of silence, his lips moved. "Qingchun …"
"I told you, I don't want to listen to anything else, I just want to listen to you, am I right or not?" Song Qingchun's eyes started to redden, and her tone became agitated.
The man, who was interrupted by her again, went silent again.
Song Qingchun studied the expressionless Su Zhinian quietly. She really wanted to get some clues from him, but he was too good at hiding it. In the end, she bit on the corner of her lips as if making a decision in her heart. Suddenly, she took a step forward. Before Su Zhinian could react, she placed her hand on his shoulder and pushed him back several steps until his back was pressed against the large screen behind him.
Before Su Zhinian could figure out what Song Qingchun was doing, she hooked her arms around his neck and pushed his head down. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips.
The sensation of their lips touching caused his whole body to shake, and his mind to go into a frenzy.
Her lips were soft and supple, tinged with sweetness and moisture; they were the most irresistible temptation in his life.
His mind went blank for a while before he realized what they were doing. He instinctively reached out and tried to pull her out of his embrace, but she seemed to have expected him to do so. Her arms around his neck tightened, and even her legs wrapped around his legs. She was like an octopus, tightly glued to his body.
Through her clothes, he could feel the softness and smoothness of her body.
His raised hand froze in midair.
Her kiss was jerky; there was no technique or provocation; she merely brushed against his lips stiffly.
But even so, this clumsy action still stirred up the impulse in his body.
He desperately tried to pull back his rationality, but who knew that she would cut off all means of retreat and stick out the tip of her tongue, licking his lips.
His whole body shivered like he had been electrocuted. His hand, which had stopped in midair, slowly landed on her waist.
He knew he should have pulled her out of his embrace and pushed her away, but her tongue was like an agile snake. It pried through his teeth and crawled into his mouth.
His hands abruptly tightened around her waist uncontrollably. He could no longer resist her stiff kiss, so he fiercely devoured her lips and deepened the kiss she initiated.
Their breathing became erratic; they were both lost in the kiss.
His body became hotter, and her face became redder.
The atmosphere in the meeting room, which was originally tense and hostile, instantly became ambiguous and warm.
There was even the sound of them kissing, which made one blush and heart race, faintly drifting out from between their intertwined lips and teeth.
It was unclear how long they kissed, but when they finally stopped, Song Qingchun's body felt light as a feather.
She hugged his neck, and he hugged her waist.
She gasped for air. His breathing was erratic and rapid.
The distance between their lips was less than one centimeter, and their breaths were entwined.
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