Li Hanxiao got out of the car, feeling light since she wasn't carrying anything, and turned to leave.
"Li Hanxiao, are you planning to leave just like that?"
Thinking it over, after all, he did treat her to a steak. She turned her head and said earnestly, "Thank you for treating me to dinner."
"Is that all?"
What else should she do?
"Alright—"
Just as she was being let go—the foot that was raised hadn't touched the ground yet, when suddenly her right hand was grabbed. Her whole body lost balance, spun ninety degrees, and at the moment of dizziness, something wet landed on her lips.
It was soft, like cotton, sticking on her, especially resembling cotton candy, and surprisingly had a slightly sweet taste, softly kissing her skin.
The soft lips opened a small gap, like a whirlpool, making her cheeks blush and leaving her a bit breathless.
