C50 It Was a Beauty

Lee Yiran's lips were slightly moist and warm. Instinctively, she moved them, and Faang Yu mirrored the motion. Their eyes locked, their gazes intertwined. As their noses brushed against each other, they could feel the warmth of their breaths and cheeks. That's when Lee Yiran realized what her lips had encountered.

"Ah!" She let out a piercing scream, quickly scrambling off Faang Yu