Chuxia's eyes uncontrollably widened, her black pupils filling with the sight of Shi Che's face. In that moment, it seemed as if even her rationality had been stripped away.
Shi Che's lips found Chuxia's in a kiss, his slightly cool lips exhaling breath laced with a burning alcohol scent. Yet it was a scent she recognized, and her eyes couldn't help but soften and blur.
But Shi Che kissed her just once, without any further movement, and his lips merely pressed simply against hers.
After a silence, Chuxia's awareness suddenly returned. She blinked her large eyes, taking in the face that was only inches away. His thick lashes cast downwards, black eyes lightly shut—it was such a close distance, yet she could hardly see any pores on his stunning face.
Wait, what was she doing?
