Qiao Jiezhe returned to his room; Mi Huan was really asleep. He carefully looked at her. Mi Huan was truly pleasing to the eye—her nose was small and perfectly curved, her mouth small but plump, like a ripe cherry that made one want to take a bite.
Qiao Jiezhe thought about the scene he had just seen of his sister and Gu Shili kissing, feeling parched and his heart beating intensely. He couldn't help but lean forward, slowly pressing his lips to the girl's lips, before quickly pulling away as if nothing had happened, looking off to the side.
But that soft sensation shocked him; he hadn't expected a girl's lips to be so soft, even softer than gummy candy.
Seeing Mi Huan not reacting at all, truly asleep, Qiao Jiezhe leaned over again and stole another kiss.
Then...
Again and again, Mi Huan was kissed awake by him.
