Yuan Yuxue was slightly stunned.
Jie Zhouyan also froze.
The touch from the lips was exceptionally soft, even slightly moist, making people want more uncontrollably. Their scents blended at that moment, and Jie Zhouyan could smell a very faint, indistinguishable fragrance from Yuan Yuxue.
But at this time, Jie Zhouyan had almost no reaction at all.
If it weren't for his experience in the previous world, he wouldn't even realize that this was a kiss.
At that time, he lowered his head nervously with an incomprehensible complex feeling, but was almost interrupted... the kiss was not achieved.
In fact, it would be a stretch to describe this action as a kiss, because the two lips were just touching each other, without any other movements. After Yuan Yuxue recovered, she wanted to take a step back and create a suitable distance for communication.
But Jie Zhouyan suddenly tightened his grip on his wrist.
He seemed to be closer, and the moment his lips parted, his hot breath fell on Yuan Yuxue's lips, but he covered them again at a faster speed, rubbing them slightly, and the indescribable strange touch rushed over like a raging sea. Yuan Yuxue's fine eyelashes trembled slightly at that moment.
The kiss was too fast, almost just parting and kissing softly. It was a bit confusing... Was this one kiss or two
The previous one was an accident by mistake, is this one also an accident
Yuan Yuxue opened his eyes slightly, a little dazed. His heart seemed to be unbalanced at that moment, but this strange and subtle emotion was too complicated for a robot and too easy to be ignored. At this moment, the strong feeling of weightlessness stopped, and the falling elevator seemed to be supported in the air by some force. The horrible tragedy imagined did not happen.
Yuan Yuxue reacted and calmly attributed the strange feeling at that moment to the sequelae of imbalanced sensitivity, and wanted to take a step back.
Jie Zhouyan seemed to be in a trance, and even the force of holding his wrist had become quite soft. His fingertips were burning, and he closed his eyes and deepened the contact between his lips and teeth, rubbing the soft lips and staining them with a layer of burning red.
When the elevator stopped, someone finally noticed the movement here, and Yuan Yuxue was indeed a step slow in stepping back.
The peach wood sword in his hand fell down suddenly, and A Jian's pupils trembled. He looked at Jie Zhouyan's actions towards Yuan Yuxue in astonishment.
He could see clearly from this angle, and his eyesight was very good, so he could even see the red corner of Yuan Yuxue's lips that were kissed. No matter how calm and self-controlled he was at ordinary times, he was just a teenager, and he couldn't hold back at this time, and shouted angrily: "No! Stop it!"
It's not just the emotion that can be described as it's extreme frustration.
Lao Wang was leaning against the elevator wall with a look of "he was about to die".
Although he said he was not injured, the weightlessness of the fall was so terrifying that it almost broke his old bones. As a result, he was dizzy and didn't pay attention to his surroundings. When he heard Ajian's voice, he thought there was a ghost that had escaped and was about to attack people.