"Still a little hot pepper!" Qin Yue's smile grew more apparent as he watched Sheng An's hand descend but didn't dodge.
When the moment came for her palm to touch his cheek, he swiftly sidestepped. Sheng An, pulled forward by his motion, fell straight ahead while he slightly lowered his head, his thin lips brushing past Sheng An's cheek.
He stole a kiss.
"Jerk! You stinking scoundrel!" Sheng An was furious, wildly swinging the basket in her hand at Qin Yue.
She didn't care if it looked good or was uncivilized! She hit him anyway!
"Stop hitting!" Qin Yue, seeing that he had really provoked her, quickly jumped to dodge. He had broken a rib and hadn't even stayed in the hospital for a day. Taking advantage of a trip back South, he sneaked over to see her and ended up getting beaten!
Is there such a failed scoundrel in the world?
"It's just a kiss. If you feel wronged, I'll let you kiss me back."
