"Damn, when did your mouth become so poisonously sharp? How am I dare to kiss you in the future?"
Kang Chen was taken aback, momentarily failing to react.
Ming Mei lifted her hand, shaking off the hand cupping her chin. "What would happen if you poisoned me to death? I ask, are you still the Kang Chen I knew before?"
The Kang Chen she knew from before was rather innocent, a few stray words sufficed to make him seethe with anger.
But now, it seemed like the tables were turning.
Ming Mei increasingly felt a sense of perilous danger, Kang Chen's transformation towards darkness was getting more serious. This was not a good thing.
Kang Chen seriously contemplated Ming Mei's words, then leaned in slightly, drawing closer to her.
He spoke earnestly, "You can try."
He licked at her lips right after he said this.
Ming Mei felt like she was going to spew blood.