At this moment, Yunqing had none of his usual charming and carefree demeanor, his face was full of seriousness, so solemn, so earnest.
Tong Xi looked at the man before her, her heart beating so... vigorously.
Why does it feel like he's making a vow?
Just such a simple sentence, yet it has already made her emotions... turn endlessly, surging turbulently.
And then, Yunqing reached out, gently tucking the rose into her jet-black hair.
This guy...
His actions were gentle, his eyes filled even more with tender affection.
Originally, she thought he would stand up quickly after helping her with the flower, but Tong Xi miscalculated.
Yunqing not only didn't stand up, but instead, he held her small face, and when his passionate kiss descended, could she refuse?
Of course not!
Who could refuse a kiss from the man they love?
So, Tong Xi smiled, reaching out to wrap her arms around Yunqing's neck, then deepened the kiss.
Eventually, Tong Xi still pushed him away.
