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Liiza's lips felt cold and smooth. They were completely different from Cora's warmth, but Khan didn't even think about the human girl in that situation.

His mind barely managed to generate thoughts. Everything had disappeared when Liiza kissed him, and his hand instinctively rose to reach the back of her head. Her white hair felt like the softest material in the world while he pulled her closer.

Liiza's fingertips scratched Khan's chest before closing on his uniform. The kiss became more passionate, and Liiza soon relaxed enough to lay completely on his torso.

She felt light, and her hand slowly reached his cheek to caress it. Khan couldn't help but wrap his arm around her waist and lay his palm on her side.