Song Baiyan received the message and was already back in the car.
[I've never kissed anyone before, so I lack experience. Just now... I couldn't help myself.]
In the dim light of the car in the early morning hours, Song Baiyan finished reading the message but did not immediately put away his cellphone.
Having lived for more than thirty years, this was his first time experiencing such intense emotions.
The women who used to be around him were either poised and elegant like Miss Bao, or beat around the bush to test his feelings, he had never encountered a girl who consistently expressed her emotions so clearly.
Whether it was through her words, or the looks she gave, whether filled with affection or with a hidden complaint, such grievances had the power to tug at one's emotions.
Any man would probably find it hard to resist such direct and passionate "temptation".
Song Baiyan couldn't help but think of Tang Li at 11 years old.
