Jian Yixue shook her head repeatedly, "No no no... no need... I... eh? What are you doing? Um..."
Heavens, she's really been kissed!
Her mind went blank, she stared with wide eyes at the face so close to hers...
His facial lines were smooth and distinct, eyelashes very long, his nose high and straight, his thin lips softly rubbing against hers...
Slightly cool, like the texture of jelly, with the faintest hint of mint.
Just a taste, Yan Yichen released her, looking at her with a gentle smile, his eyes seemed to be sprinkled with starlight, shining brilliantly.
"Did... did you kiss me?" Jian Yixue asked sluggishly, at this moment she was wearing big black-framed glasses and looked completely bewildered, incredibly adorable.
"You state it as a fact." Yan Yichen nodded, seeming quite agreeable, with a "kind-hearted" expression, "Well? Did it spark your creative inspiration?"
Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue felt a bit complicated.
Did he kiss her just so she could write?
