Zhou Yun scoffed upon hearing this.
"How did you know I would come?"
Song Chi and Zhou Yun's eyes met.
He didn't respond, but instead stepped forward, reached Zhou Yun's face, and kissed her deeply.
It seemed that a ten-second kiss was just enough to release years of accumulated longing.
Song Chi let go of Zhou Yun's lips; despite parting, the distance between them remained close.
Their gazes at such proximity didn't cross but sparked small explosions like crackling fireworks.
Zhou Yun was a bit dazed.
After all, Song Chi was still someone who was sometimes gentle, sometimes playful, and at times, a big talker.
Such a person rarely assumed such a resolute attitude to decisively do something.
And that kiss just now was filled with an aggressive aura.
It felt like revenge.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Yun chided lightly.
Song Chi said, "What am I doing? You knew what was happening just now."
Both kept their voices in a low tone.
