The skin beneath his fingers was silky smooth, the touch incredibly marvelous.
He stared intently at the red lips under his fingers, desperately wanting to kiss them.
And indeed, he did. He withdrew his hand, bent down, and kissed Qin Muni's lips, tender and dewy like rose petals.
Her lips were sweet and soft like marshmallows, making Xu Yisen reluctant to stop, but he timely restrains his thoughts.
He slightly turned his head, pressing his thin lips against her ear, and whispered, "Munni, I can promise you anything, but I am powerless when it comes to abandoning my pursuit of you."
Recently, he suddenly found himself able to understand the determination Qin Muni had when she pursued him.
No matter how many times he rejected her, she quickly collected herself, pretended as though nothing had happened, and continued to tirelessly follow him, exhausting all efforts to pursue him.
