"Uh..." Li Yifei's mouth was covered, rendering him unable to speak, so he let out a sound only to be firmly muffled by Wu Shuwei, who seemed to vent some frustration this way. Naturally, Li Yifei wasn't willing to give up, so he stuck out his tongue, attempting to forcefully carve a path.
Wu Shuwei felt a wetness on her hand and quickly realized what Li Yifei was doing. She withdrew her hand, wiped it on her clothes with a look of disgust, and said, "That's just gross."
"What's gross about it? Kissing doesn't feel gross, but kissing elsewhere does? What's the logic?" Li Yifei retorted.
"It's just gross, you're gross, you're the grossest!" Wu Shuwei finished wiping and sniffed her hand. Luckily, there was no foul smell, instead, there was a hint of fragrance.
Wu Shuwei breathed a sigh of relief but forgot where she left off. She had been crafting her words for a long time, only to be 'successfully' interrupted by Li Yifei.
