Shen Zhilie was momentarily flabbergasted. He stared ahead at Ye Qianqian in front of him and blinked his eyes.
Under the dim lighting, Shen Zhilie couldn't discern from Ye Qianqian's expression if she was being serious or not.
Right after, without waiting for Shen Zhilie to regain his senses, Ye Qianqian pounced over and kissed him squarely on the lips.
Ye Qianqian had never made the first move before, and everything she knew about kissing was what she had learned from Shen Zhilie. It was a pity that she wasn't a very good student.
She held on tightly to his neck, gnawing away and biting him as Shen Zhilie squeezed his eyes shut in exasperation.
He reached out and gently pushed her away. "What are you doing?" he asked.
Ye Qianqian stopped automatically. Her face was swollen red.
Shen Zhilie saw that she didn't respond, and said earnestly, "You're drunk. Don't misbehave."