He had always known that it would be extremely difficult to get information from this woman.
But if he was going to leave, he had to ask for a kiss. He would leave when he was satisfied.
Chu Wuyou was stunned. Then, she stood on her tiptoes and quickly kissed him on the cheek.
"Chu Wuyou, do you think I'm a three-year-old child? This is called a kiss? Can you be more perfunctory?" Ye Lanchen was both angry and amused. A kiss on his cheek was called a kiss? His hand was already holding her, and at this moment, he tightened it even more, not letting her back down, and not letting her leave.
"Then what do you want?" Chu Wuyou also knew that her kiss just now was a little too conventional, but at this moment, she felt pressure in her heart, so she did not kiss his lips.
"Here..." Ye Lanchen tapped his lips. His eyes stared straight at her, and the hand that was holding her tightened even more.
