She sat up, pulled the blanket over her upper body, and looked somewhat confused, "I-I still need to observe you more, to see if you're worth entrusting my life to."
Leng Youchen's dark gaze swept over her as he took a puff of his cigarette, blowing a smoke ring right at her face, making her cough and glare at him in annoyance.
"It seems someone's still not satisfied with my boyfriend skills. I guess I need to try harder." He stubbed out the cigarette and pressed his nicotine-flavored lips against hers, pushing her back onto the bed again.
Wei Anning laughed as she tried to dodge to the side, but how could the man possibly let her escape? He kissed her while asking, "Still need to assess?"
"Leng Youchen, stop it," she protested in a delicate voice, tickled by his breath.
