A gentle kiss imprinted on his cool lips.
She swallowed hard, her face flushing as she pulled away from his lips.
She thought he would deepen the kiss as he used to, but he just leaned back in the chair like a boss, gazing intensely at her slightly flushed, heated face without moving.
Qiao Zhiyi stood there, feeling somewhat embarrassed by his actions, thinking she might have been a bit presumptuous.
Just as she was about to turn away, her wrist was forcefully pulled, and she fell onto his lap, leaning into his embrace.
Shi Jingzhou's hands gently encircled her waist, a hint of teasing in his eyes, "Were you hoping I would kiss you just now?"
"No." It was really embarrassing to have him say it outright.
Shi Jingzhou gently pinched her chin, deeply charmed by the shyness in her eyes.
"If there was, there was."
"No." She adamantly denied it.
Shi Jingzhou smirked, "Just this little thing moves you to this extent?"