CHAPTER 78

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Kiss, kiss…

Alan’s mouth had a taste of soda.

He bought a freeze bar and ate it in hurry, so the taste still lingered in Alan’s mouth.

I also ate breakfast and drank only apple-flavored soft drinks, and the scent could still be there.

That’s how I thought when I saw Alan twist his head and lick my lips

“Um…Um…”

I could feel the hard exterior wall of the building behind me.

I leaned down and grabbed Alan’s forearm with both hands, focusing on the kiss, and kissed him again.

Alan, who had wrapped his arms around my waist, pulled me a little closer as I kissed him while sucking on his sweet tongue.

Hot…

It was July, so the day was hot. Cicada has been crying nonstop since the morning.

When the wind blew, the green leaves on the trees swayed and made a rustling sound.

It was extremely hot. I was sweating, but I enjoyed my kiss with Alan, so it didn’t matter.

Originally, I planned to go to the classroom after a light kiss.

The kiss, however, could not be finished lightly as it became increasingly intense.

It was pointless to be regretful because I was the first to stick my tongue into Alan’s mouth.

It was pointless to be regretful because I was the first to stick my tongue into Alan’s mouth

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My heart was pounding so fast that I couldn’t breathe.

A lumpy sound came out of my throat when Alan’s tongue swept up my tongue.

We kept kissing as if we were inhaling each other’s mouths until there was no gap.

Good thing I left early. That’s what I thought.
My head was spinning because I was short of breath.

“Haa…”

I eventually exhaled and shook my head.

I could see Alan’s moist lips.

Alan wiped my lips with the back of his hand and kissed my cheek earnestly.

Kiss, kiss, kiss.

His lips slowly moved down from my cheeks to my chin and neck, then pulled away.

I twisted my body and lowered the hand that was holding his forearm because it felt ticklish.

Alan, who quickly moved away, stood with his head tilted at an angle, staring at my face.

I bowed my head and stared at the ground.

“It’s hot…”
I said while waving my collar and glancing at him.

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