Tang Beibei could feel the change in the man's breathing and her own little heart, which was beating unusually fast. She hugged him back unknowingly.
"Beibei, do you hate this?"
Tang Beibei let go of him and wanted to open her eyes, but the man covered her eyes with his large hand.
Without her sight, the man's masculine aura rushed into her nostrils like vaporized liquor, and she felt a little dizzy.
"No, I don't hate it."
Very quickly, the man lowered his head and kissed her. It was a light kiss but his warm breath on her face made her blush.
"Do you hate this?"
"No," she said.
"Very well, Beibei. That means you've fallen for me." The man whispered in her ear. He sounded like a doctor who had just diagnosed a patient.
Tang Beibei was confused. She moved his hand away from her eyes and looked at him.
"I... I've fallen for you?"
"Beibei, tell me honestly. Have you ever been in love?" Jiang Jingchen asked.