"Just like this!" Xu Jiayan held her chin lightly with his index finger, lifted it, and leaned down to kiss her.
The kiss fell as if it were a punishment, like a fierce storm, tumbling and turning...
emmm...
A moment later, the abrupt storm ceased.
The two of them regained some clarity.
The girl looked at him with her large, misty eyes, blinking softly, her delicate lips moist and shining, her hands unconsciously clutching his shirt. Her eyes twinkled like stars, and she said excitedly with a slightly breathless voice, "Brother Yan, does that mean next time I make a fuss, you'll kiss me like you just did... in front of everyone?" Her expression didn't show any shyness, instead, she looked rather eager.
Xu Jiayan couldn't help but facepalm.
How could he forget, this girl always plays out of rule.
What other girls might find shy and embarrassing, this girl probably doesn't think it's a big deal at all.
Xu Jiayan gazed at her.
