As Zheng Liang lowered his head, bringing himself closer to Yang Ning's level, a sense of anticipation filled the air. Time seemed to slow down, and her breath caught in her throat.
Her eyes widened in a mixture of shock and bewilderment as his face drew nearer, the proximity becoming almost intimate.
She could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin, and at that moment, everything else seemed to fade away, leaving her mind blank with the intensity of the impending moment.
'Isn't everything moving too quickly? Should I just faint and pretend to be unconscious?' Yang Ning's thoughts raced, contemplating an escape from the escalating intensity of the moment.
The idea of feigning unconsciousness crossed her mind as a way to temporarily evade the overwhelming situation.
However, she remained torn, unsure of the best course of action to take.
Rather than pushing him away, Yang Ning's body stood frozen, as if transformed into a stiff wooden log. In a state of confusion and uncertainty, she made the impulsive decision to close her eyes, almost as if seeking refuge from the intensity of the moment.
The mixture of emotions and thoughts swirling inside her mind made her feel somewhat foolish, but she couldn't shake the feeling that closing her eyes was the best course of action for that moment.
Zheng Liang's lips curved into a satisfied smirk as he noticed Yang Ning closing her eyes. The firm hold he had on her hand tightened, pressing it against his defined abdomen, while his body inched closer to hers.
The gap between their lips gradually closed as he leaned in, his intention clear in the growing intimacy of the moment.
As the anticipation reached its peak, Zheng Liang seized the moment without hesitation, pressing his lips against Yang Ning's soft and plump ones.
With one hand caressing her scarlet cheeks, Zheng Liang savored the softness of her skin, reveling in the electrifying touch.
His lips, locked in a passionate embrace with hers, gently sucked on her plump, inviting ones, deepening the intensity of their kiss.
The sensations exchanged between them created a whirlwind of desire, a merging of two souls lost in the heat of the moment.
An electric shock coursed through their connection, igniting a spark of undeniable chemistry between them.
As her hands encircled his neck, they quivered with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The rapid pace of their connection made her question whether things were advancing too swiftly. It was not the scenario she had envisioned prior to succumbing to his passionate kisses.
As doubts crept into her mind, she questioned the appropriateness of allowing things to progress so rapidly. She pondered whether she had gone too far, contemplating the boundaries she had set for herself.
Before she could make a firm decision about whether to halt their progression or indulge in the euphoria coursing through her, Zheng Liang became aware of her momentary bewilderment.
Sensing her need for a moment of respite, Zheng Liang gently parted away from the kiss, bringing their foreheads together in a tender gesture. The intimate connection provided her with a brief opportunity to catch her breath and regain composure.
As Yang Ning's face flushed a deep shade of crimson, her eyes flickered with a mixture of confusion and nervousness.
Under the weight of Zheng Liang's unwavering gaze, Yang Ning felt her legs grow weaker, as if the strength of his stare was breaking down the walls she had painstakingly constructed around her heart. The boundaries she had set for herself seemed to blur in the face of such intense connection, leaving her teetering on the precipice of surrender.
Zheng Liang's gaze remained fixed on Yang Ning, who was catching her breath after the intense kiss. In a low and raspy voice, he posed a question that sent shivers down her spine, "Do you want me to continue?"
"Tell me, Yang Ning. What do you feel about me?" he asked, his voice laced with anticipation and a hint of vulnerability.
The unexpected nature of his inquiry caught her off guard, as she had anticipated a different approach from a man who had witnessed women being objectified in the past.
This unexpected display of respect and consideration fueled her growing affection for Zheng Liang, reinforcing her decision-making process. In that transformative moment, Yang Ning felt her emotions align, granting her the clarity to make a choice.
Caught up in the intensity of the moment and finding it challenging to articulate her emotions, Yang Ning locked her gaze with Zheng Liang's intense eyes. Instead of relying on words, she allowed her actions to speak volumes. In a bold and unexpected move, she leaned in and pressed her lips against his, catching him off guard.
In a spontaneous moment, her actions spoke louder than words, expressing her passionate desires and signaling her deep attraction. It was a bold declaration of surrender to the powerful connection they shared, casting aside any lingering doubts.
Previously uncertain about the potential for an affectionate relationship, Yang Ning had doubted the strength of their connection. However, over the past few days, she had observed how Zheng Liang placed his trust in her and believed in her words and actions.
This display of unwavering support and understanding began to erode her reservations and fill her with a newfound sense of hope for their relationship.
The intensity of the moment propelled them both into a realm of heightened sensation, where they could freely explore their connection and embrace the intoxicating allure between them.