Here's the translated text:
The Valentine's kiss, brief and hurried, came so unexpectedly that she had no time to truly feel it.
...At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Jiang Chengsi's lips were soft, hot, burning like fire. This kiss stayed at the lips, lightly pecking, brushing her lips—enough to take her breath away.
Jiang Chengsi lowered his head, rubbing her nose tip.
Again and again, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, bold with a hint of mischief.
Many girls, during their adolescence, have often liked a few bad boys.
Jiang Chengsi wasn't always so rebellious. He was once a sunny and cheerful boy, with a bit of both right and wrong etched in his bones, unaware of how enticing he was at this moment.
"Is it still bitter?" He asked, his voice low.
She quickly shook her head, understanding his intention. If she nodded now, it would be a disguised request for a kiss. She was a girl, after all, and had pride.
"Not bitter?" Jiang Chengsi raised his eyebrows.
