Her lips were thin but not petite.
They were warm and smooth, like a dragonfly skimming the water.
The highly sensitive nerves on her lips could feel the threads of warmth escaping from between them, sensing part of it slipping into her own chest from within Yan Huan.
Because the kiss was upside down, there was a natural unevenness from top to bottom, and with an unintentional movement, Yan Huan could touch her slightly wider upper lip.
"!!"
Startled by this touch, Spencer's body shuddered from the kiss light as a dragonfly's touch, and she hastened to pull away.
Her golden hair atop her head became slightly disheveled due to gravity, and her face was frighteningly red as she covered her lips with her hand.
It was such a simple act, far less than a thousandth of her usual dumbbell-lifting routine, yet she seemed to be gasping for air, her mouth agape to draw in breath.
"Ha...ha...ha..."
