Chu You's bluntness made Nian Yuyu's face flush and her breath trembled.
Today was his birthday... She closed her eyes without answering and leaned in directly for a kiss.
A kiss light as a feather landed on his lips, a brief encounter, and as she pulled back slightly, the hand clasped behind her neck suddenly tightened its grip and pulled her back in.
It was as if Chu You had received some kind of signal. Casting aside all reason, unlike Nian Yuyu's kiss, he fully exhibited his assertiveness, schooling Nian Yuyu in what a true kiss was.
It was Nian Yuyu's first time experiencing something like this. It felt as though something in her mind exploded, her senses sharpening from dull to distinct, her hand clutching Chu You's shirt tightly.
After what seemed like an eternity, Nian Yuyu felt like she was about to run out of breath, and the man before her finally released her lips, his nose touching hers.