Before Chen Xixi could respond.
The man bowed his head, drawing near once more.
Chen Xixi only felt a gentle touch lightly pecking the corner of her lips, then it retreated.
Her mind blanked for a moment.
Staring straight at Zhou Jinyuan close before her eyes, she was engulfed in his strong scent mingling with hers, her expression dazed.
As if she was stepping on clouds, a surreal feeling that seemed to extract her very soul.
Is this what being in love feels like?
Seems... not bad?
Zhou Jinyuan watched the stupefied Chen Xixi, her gaze filled with his image, inexplicably itching his heart.
Damp hair tips coalesced into droplets that suddenly fell, landing on her supple lips at their close proximity, rippling enticingly.
Zhou Jinyuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his gaze drifting from her clear, bright eyes inch by inch downward, eventually resting on the corner of her lips.
