Looking at Gu Kai's outstretched hand, Bai Yiyi's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
Her gaze fell on his slender, fair fingertips as she lightly pressed her lips together. In her ears, their conversation on the way back began to echo once again.
It was twenty minutes after the unsettling kiss that Gu Kai barely managed to control. His voice suddenly broke the silence inside the car—low, gentle, with a hint of self-assertion. "Yiyi, let's try to be together again."
At that moment, Bai Yiyi thought she had heard him wrong.
Her gaze, resting on the steering wheel, abruptly lifted. She turned to look at his profile, chiseled and handsome like a sculpture.
He turned his head toward her, his Mo Yu-like eyes gleaming with resolute determination.
"Okay?"
"Ah Kai, I..."
"Don't reject me. My feelings are conflicted. If you refuse, I don't know when I'll muster the courage to say this to you again."
