The domineering kiss suddenly became gentle and affectionate, leaving Ye Caitang mesmerized.
After a long while, Qin Ruohan curled his charming thin lips with a satisfaction that even he himself did not notice.
"Do you know what they taste like now?"
Ye Caitang's legs went weak from the kiss. Still breathless and intoxicated from the deep, passionate kiss they shared, she muttered to herself in a daze:
"Mint-flavored candy…"
There was a hint of sweetness in the coolness.
"Good girl." There was a hint of a smile in Qin Ruohan's strikingly beautiful eyes as he gently stroked Ye Caitang's beautiful black hair.
For some reason—after kissing this lass—his heart felt as if it had been smeared with honey. There was an inexplicable sweetness.
It made him feel inexplicably happy.
Ye Caitang snapped out of her reverie when she felt someone touch her head.
Her beautiful face burned as she stole a glance at Qin Ruohan.