A glint of surprise flashed in Leng Yixiu's eyes, but he deepened the kiss accordingly.
Their lips and tongues intertwined, yet Lin Yixun couldn't immerse herself in it. Even without looking at Ouyang Hao, she could imagine his state of mind at this moment. Treating him like this, he must hate her to the bone.
Lin Yixun's distraction drew Leng Yixiu's displeasure. He bit hard on her lip and whispered, "Since we're putting on a show, let's make it more convincing."
Leng Yixiu wasn't a fool and naturally understood Lin Yixun's sudden initiative. Although he said nothing, the strength with which he held her spoke volumes.
Time stretched indefinitely, seeming to last an eternity, before Leng Yixiu finally released her, mocking, "The person you wanted to deal with has left. No need to keep acting."
