Yan Luoxi sat there in a daze, watching as the man's head moved closer. Looking at his unfamiliar face, she could hardly bear it. Just as he was about to kiss her lips, she suddenly reached out and stopped him with her hand.
Li Yeqi opened his eyes and looked at her, "What's wrong?"
Yan Luoxi coughed awkwardly, "Using this face to kiss me makes me feel like I'm cheating. It's a bit hard to accept."
Li Yeqi: "..."
He was a bit exasperated, "What's wrong with my face? Does that mean I can't kiss you in the future with this face?"
Yan Luoxi averted her gaze, looking at everything but him, "Why don't you wait until you look like yourself to kiss me? Otherwise, I really feel like I'm cheating, and seeing you like this, I really can't bring myself to do it."
What does "can't bring myself to do it" even mean?
Li Yeqi wasn't just a little exasperated anymore; he was very frustrated. So, even after revealing his identity, he still couldn't properly kiss his woman?
