Rong Mo's forehead was already pressed against Junior Leopard's forehead. His gentle action made Ye Qianli's heart tighten.
“..”
Liao Zongming and Wang Chenxiao, who were caught off guard by the public display of affection, quickly looked to the left and right silently. Cough cough…
And then! What made Ye Qianli's heart tighten even more was that she had sensed Rong Mo's heartache.
It was not only because his breathing was chaotic, but also because his breathing had a slight nasal sound, even if it was very, very slight! It was so light that it was almost negligible.
However, Ye Qianli still heard him. She was about to reach out and touch his face to comfort him that she was fine. She had only done it because she had assessed that she would be fine.
However, before she could do anything, Rong Mo's soft and slightly cold lips had already kissed her right eye, gently teasing, sucking, and protecting it.
“..”