a squeak of surprise leaves weihuaâs lips when yuan pulls her closer, lips upon lips, anything weihua was about to say slips her mind. passionate and loving, her arms moves to wrap around yuanâs shoulders, returning the fervent kiss with just as much vigor and passion as she could.      the arm around her waist pulls her flush against yuanâs figure, she could feel his warmth radiating from his robes. she knows yuan wasnât one for public intimacy, well...not HUGELY, but here he was, pulling her into a kiss...in a space where anyone could potentially walk by and yet, instead of a chaste one...he seems to chase her lips whenever she tries to pull back ( or was she the one chasing ?? ).      a content sigh heaves from her chest as she tries to get more, nipping at yuanâs lower lip. sheâs not sure what instigated the need, but she wasnât about to question it...she was enjoying herself and yuanâs bout of spontaneous passion...      when they do part, a sly grin on weihuaâs lips, her arms remains around the male, not wanting to let go for fear that yuan would RETREAT. â so ?? what was that for ?? were you holding back on me ??  â she teases softly, leaning in to press a chaste kiss to yuanâs lips, â or was it just an explosion of emotion you couldnât hold back, mr. â  iâm serious all the time  â,  â she jokes.