Chương 1717: How ridiculous

That kiss felt like an eternity to Misaki, even though it lasted only in the span of a few seconds. When our lips finally separated, her eyes remained locked into mine while occasionally taking a glimpse at the glistening mark she left on me, trying to etch it into her memory.

Slowly, she used her forefinger to trace the outline of my lips, her touch gentle and deliberate like a flower's petal as it fell to the ground. Her smile bloomed anew like a radiant sun, parting away the clouds blocking it. It was as though she was comparing the sensations between that fleeting kiss we shared and the softness of my lips through her fingers.

Breaking the silence as Misaki became too occupied with that, I asked, "How was it?"

My hand moved to her face and cupped her cheeks. Then, my thumb wiped away the lingering dew of our shared moment.