บท 37: 037: A gentle kiss

"Really? I don't believe you."

"Don't believe it then," Lai Zhiyun retorted stubbornly.

"Afraid I'll kiss you?" Zhou Liao's voice was tinged with playfulness, carrying a hint of a devil-may-care attitude.

"Who's afraid."

In the dim environment, the subdued lighting acted as camouflage, bolstering Lai Zhiyun's courage. She lifted her chin, tilted her pretty face upward, and challenged, "Go on, kiss me then."

Zhou Liao couldn't help but laugh again.

He found her adorable and couldn't resist pinching her face.

Gently, without using much force.

Lai Zhiyun's eyes closed slightly, feeling the pressure of Zhou Liao pinching her face and thought the ordeal was over. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhou Liao's hand let go, he suddenly grabbed her chin. Because of this, Lai Zhiyun abruptly opened her eyes, staring blankly as Zhou Liao leaned in, and then his lips landed on hers.