Understanding, Lu Shishu rolled her eyes at him and gave him a light push: "Come on, let go, I need to go up."
Seeing this, Nan Jiayan tightened his grip around her waist again and, while she was unprepared, stole a kiss from her lips, then leaned to her ear and softly murmured: "Good night, remember to think of me, see you in your dreams."
His tone was perhaps too light and ambiguous, which caused Lu Shishu to feel a tingling sensation all over, making her somewhat uneasy. Without waiting for him to let go, she quickly withdrew from his embrace, her eyes wide with a startled look: "What are you doing?"
"Since you didn't make any move, I had to express myself instead. My dear girlfriend, are you satisfied? If not, I wouldn't mind doing it again."
"Get lost." Seeing his face full of smugness, as if he got away with something and acted innocent, Lu Shishu threw him a glaring glance, spat out that word angrily, and turned to jog upstairs to the dormitory building.
