Wu Chenjin could not help but raise his hand to pinch her soft and tender face. He coaxed her like he was coaxing a child. "I saw a woman as beautiful as you just now."
"You were actually looking at something else... Hmm..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Wu Chenjin had already leaned to the side and kissed her lips. All the questioning words turned into sobs.
Her face became hotter and hotter. She could feel the warmth of her lower lip in Wu Chenjin's mouth, and her breathing almost stopped.
After an unknown amount of time, she struggled to push Wu Chenjin away.
"Oh... Wu Chenjin, I, I can't breathe!"
Wu Chenjin let go of her sweet lips and pressed his forehead against her forehead. He panted heavily and said in a hoarse and low voice, "Song Nuanyi, who am I looking at? Do you really not know?"
Of course, Song Nuanyi knew.
