Their lips were only one centimeter apart, and their breaths were exchanged on each other's faces. If Mu Qingxin lowered her head a bit more, they would kiss—
But she suddenly hesitated, and the face below had somehow become another person.
That person had a very wicked smile, full of amusement.
Mu Qingxin immediately came to her senses, closed her eyes, continued to bow her head, pressed her lips down, but quickly raised herself, provocatively saying, "Look, I did it, so—"
"Qingxin, were you really thinking of me when you kissed me just now? Was it really me?" Yu Sheng interrupted again.
These words hit Mu Qingxin's heart like a heavy stone, causing her to feel a painful pleasure.
The entire room was silent for a while, neither said anything more, until Yu Sheng spoke first, "Qingxin, stop deceiving yourself and don't continue being foolish. You know Mu Zanting is not a good person, you know you can't trust his words, why are you still being so foolish?"
