Zhan Nanjue was the first to react, smiling faintly as he asked Gong Shirao, "In such a hurry? What is it this time?"
Gong Shirao snapped out of her daze, suddenly pushing Zhan Nanjue away as she intended to leave.
Who could have guessed, he pulled her back with one swift motion.
This time the action was so quick and forceful that she barely had time to react before being drawn into his embrace.
The two were so close, with their breaths intermingling and their rising and falling chests almost touching...
Gong Shirao's ears flushed red instantly, and before she could push him away, Zhan Nanjue preemptively spoke: "A farewell kiss, right?"
Before his words had completely left his lips, he kissed her, sealing away all her confusion and shock.
Reckless, arrogant, heedless of everything.
How could this be called a farewell kiss? It was outright a malicious claim to dominion!
Gong Shirao could scarcely believe he had kissed her suddenly once again, leaving her dazed by the kiss.
