An Ge breathed deeply, panting, like a child who had done something wrong.
Taking a deep breath, An Ge looked at Bo Liang, who seemed to have no other reaction, the corners of her mouth lifted, and she quickly reached out her small hand, placing it on the man's nose bridge again before slowly moving it down to his thin lips.
An Ge's lips curled into a bright smile.
The man's lips were very thin and cool...
The feeling of touching them... was really nice.
An Ge's Feng Mou were full of laughter, and her mind involuntarily flashed back to the scene of Bo Liang kissing her.
Hmm...
Alright.
Was she overthinking early in the morning?
Thinking of this, An Ge immediately swallowed hard, then moved her small hand away from the man's thin lips.
Actually, she still wanted to touch the man's brow.
She had always thought Bo Liang's brow was full of handsome spirit.
