Xiao Lang couldn't help but laugh; she was still so fierce.
Then, he suddenly pulled her body close and hugged her—
Li Mingxi leaned into his arms, inhaling his scent, and her heart was instantly surrounded by sweetness.
She couldn't help but smile and reached out to hug him back.
Xiao Lang tightened his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead.
He lifted her face, his kisses landing on her cheek and then on her lips…
When he wanted to go deeper, Li Mingxi suddenly moved away from his lips.
Xiao Lang frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"
Li Mingxi laughed and said: "I haven't really brushed my teeth in a few days, afraid I'll leave a bad impression on you."
Actually, they had brushed their teeth but only with a very poor-quality toothbrush and toothpaste, which barely achieved any deep cleaning.
Li Mingxi was also a bit of a germaphobe; she wasn't satisfied with herself and was even more afraid that Xiao Lang would be dissatisfied with her.
