Her fingers clutched the thin skirt, an unconscious gesture, her apricot eyes staring at the man with an indescribable brightness.
As if feigning anger, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Gu Shaozhi curled his lips, not hiding his ulterior motives, "Yes, I did."
This was the place with the most laughter and the purest innocence, where his lifeless heart seemed to come alive.
Wanxia, "..."
She thought, in just a second, by closing and opening her eyes, it would be over; there was nothing she couldn't do.
Thinking this way, she found it not difficult.
So, after taking a deep breath, she stepped forward, closing her eyes as she stood on her tiptoes. Originally, her lips could have parted after a touch, but she was pulled into a warm embrace.
The man's scent, with a faint tobacco aroma, pierced into her mouth, occupying her breath, and his dark eyes slightly closed in an attentive indulgence.
Wanxia was stunned, forgetting to push him away.
