Lei Wanxi leaned closer to Zhu Lin as he drew her towards him. With his other hand, he had angled her face. Zhu Lin closed her eyes and then it happened. She felt Lei Wanxi's smooth lips on hers and tingles spread throughout her entire body. Butterflies started to dance in her stomach.
The kiss was chaste, only the movement of lips and nothing more. Zhu Lin clutched the sleeves of Lei Wanxi as she equally responded to him. After a while, they pulled away, gasping for air. Lei Wanxi wiped her lips using his thumb and then put it down.
Zhu Lin gazed at him and got shy. She rested her forehead on his chest. "Don't look at me with those eyes," she hit his shoulder.
"Why? It is rare to see that face of yours," Lei Wanxi replied.
"I will talk to my father," Lei Wanxi stated.
Zhu Lin pulled away. "About what?" She asked.
"About our marriage. Don't you want to marry me?" Lei Wanxi asked with a sheepish smile.