Chapter 165

Lei Tingjun could no longer suppress his feelings for her and leaned down to kiss her.

He seemed to have been holding back for a very long time, and suddenly his emotions erupted, almost overwhelming Ji Wanmei.

He held her tightly in his arms, leaned down to support her lower back, and made her tilt her chin up and lean her waist slightly against his chest.

He carefully kissed her lips repeatedly, pecking at them gently.

Afraid of frightening her, he only dared to gently peck at her lips and the corners of her mouth, lingering tenderly and meticulously.

Ji Wanmei clutched his shirt with both hands, her eyes slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling gently like two small fans, her body revealing a hint of tension.

"Thunder Army..."

Lei Tingjun pecked at her lips for a while before, with a slightly awkward yet cautious excitement, he cupped her cheeks and slowly and tentatively pried open her lips.

It was as if he was making a silent inquiry and request with his burning tongue, asking his beloved girl, who was now limp in his arms, if he could kiss her.

Ji Wanmei's breathing quickened as he patiently moved her. With a slight gasp, she let out a soft cry, which seemed to give Lei Tingjun a clarion call to advance. He gently pressed his lips against hers and smoothly entered her sweet spring.

It wasn't until she finally parted her lips slightly that Ji Wanmei realized that Lei Tingjun's caressing and kissing actions were merely the drumbeats before the attack.

Before the army had even set out, she had no idea that he was coming with deep feelings for her that he had suppressed for so long.

He was like a charging general, single-handedly storming into her stronghold, capturing her tender sweetness, and once he had her, he would never let her go.

The feeling was like the tingling sensation of being touched by an electric current, spreading from the tip of her cool, soft tongue throughout his entire body, causing his body and even the depths of his soul to let out a sigh of ultimate satisfaction and joy.

Lei Tingjun has never kissed a girl.

But when he was with Ji Wanmei, his masculine instincts seemed to come naturally without any instruction.

At first, his movements seemed clumsy, awkward, cautious, and disorganized.

But after he kissed Ji Wanmei and nuzzled her ear, he quickly took the lead, holding her even tighter in his arms, and the lingering kisses between their lips became increasingly intimate and passionate.

Ji Wanmei's body went completely limp from his kiss.

His domineering and forceful deep kiss stole her breath, leaving her with almost no strength to catch her breath. Her waist gave way, and she collapsed softly onto the grass.

Lei Tingjun leaned over and, supporting her waist, pressed her down onto the lawn.

He reached out, panting, and placed her panicked, helpless hands, which were clutching his collar, behind his shoulders.

Ji Wanmei had never kissed a man so intimately and deeply in either of her two lives. He greedily sucked on her lips, as if there were some sweet nectar or elixir there that he was thirstily and preciously drinking.

She even made some soft, kissing sounds that made her blush, and as their saliva mingled, he swallowed it all with intoxication.

Ji Wanmei almost had the illusion that she was about to be devoured by him.

Through the thin layer of cool silk clothing, Lei Tingjun could almost clearly feel the girl's fair and smooth skin beneath the clothes, and her heaving, trembling breasts.

After a long while, he closed his eyes, panting heavily, and forcibly restrained his desire for her. He propped himself up slightly, moved a little distance away from her, and suppressed the desire that was about to erupt throughout his body.

When he opened his eyes again and saw Ji Wanmei lying limp beneath him, his movements and breathing faltered, and even his panting seemed to settle down.

Lei Tingjun looked at Ji Wanmei in his arms.

The girl had bright eyes and red lips, a face like a peach blossom, and was breathing heavily. Her long neck was like a pile of snow-white jade, and her curly hair was spread over her shoulders like seaweed.

She wore a pearly pink, fitted, Republic-era style cheongsam with frog buttons, which accentuated her slender waist, making it appear as soft and delicate as a willow branch. The skirt, which reached her ankles, had a slit on the outer thigh that revealed a hint of skin.

Her swaying waist and full hips made her look both innocent and charming.

Her charm is natural and effortless, without a trace of affectation.

Now she lay on her back in his arms, her eyes brimming with tears, gazing at him shyly and coquettishly.

This kiss was so beautiful.

Lei Tingjun's arms, which were supporting her on both sides of her body, were taut, with veins bulging out. His skin was so hot it was almost burning, and his whole body felt like a piece of burning coal. The heat was so intense that it almost melted Ji Wanmei.

After being kissed deeply with his utmost affection, her cheeks turned a rosy pink, a color that even the most expensive makeup could not depict.

Lei Tingjun knew that if he looked at her again, he wouldn't be able to resist.

He picked up Ji Wanmei, wrapped his arms around her waist tenderly, and let her nestle against his chest. He rested his chin on the top of her head and said in a low, husky voice, "Let me hold you for a while."

Lei Tingjun dared not look Ji Wanmei in his arms into the eye.

At this moment, she was as soft as spring water, languid and alluring, and her eyes held him with complete trust. To Lei Tingjun, this was nothing short of an aphrodisiac that could destroy his strong self-control.

He was afraid he would be unable to resist offending her again, so he only dared to hold her tightly like this, trying to calm the masculine desire rising deep within his body.

Ji Wanmei was weak and limp, lying in Lei Tingjun's arms.

With their bodies so close, Ji Wanmei naturally felt Lei Tingjun's desire for her, but what she felt even more was that he would rather suppress and restrain himself than do anything that would hurt her.

That kind of restraint and care that arises from genuine love.

He held her tightly in his arms, looking up at the shimmering water across the lake. Ji Wanmei leaned against his shoulder, not moving an inch.

After a long while, Lei Tingjun turned his head, looked at her, and said very seriously, "Ji Wanmei, I like you."

"Yes, I know," Ji Wanmei replied softly.

Lei Tingjun was a little unsatisfied with her calm reaction, so he said again seriously, "I like you, Ji Wanmei."

"I know!" Ji Wanmei gave him a reproachful look.

"Then..." He was still a little uncertain. Even though she had just been kissed by him like a pool of spring water, he still stubbornly wanted to hear a definite answer from her, "Do you like me?"

What he really wanted to ask was, were they now officially a couple?

Next time, if a male classmate like the one at the entrance of East China University appears next to her again—someone with excellent qualities and who is infatuated with her—can he openly and legitimately walk up to him, chase him away, and then announce that Ji Wanmei is his girlfriend?

Does he have it? Does he have that qualification now?

Ji Wanmei was sometimes embarrassed and annoyed by his stubbornness and inflexibility.

Even though the atmosphere between the two of them is so beautiful and romantic right now, he insists on pestering me to get to the bottom of things.

If she didn't like him, would she kiss him?

Ji Wanmei blushed and playfully slapped him, scolding, "You're so clumsy!"

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