"Congratulations, Xiaoquan, you've finally stepped into the ranks of men."
"Well done, Quan! Thumbs up, buddy!"
"You've got guts, you're a real man!"
...
The commotion below the stage was incessant, with everyone teasing the two on stage one after the other.
"Xiaotang, that's enough, why don't you let go after kissing?"
An untimely reminder from Wenquan Xin reached Tang Xiaoquan's ears, finally making him aware that his mouth was still touching Wei Yang's forehead.
At once, like being shocked, he stepped back and very apologetically said to Wei Yang, "Sorry, just…"
"Just what?" Wenquan Xin leaned in towards Wei Yang.
At this moment, Wei Yang had her head down, her already blushing cheeks now resembled a bright blooming peach flower, making her stunning face appear even more charming.
Wei Yang was completely bewildered now, her mind a blank.
