Before he could finish speaking, Bao Ye finally couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his hand and pinched her chattering red lips and said, "Shut up."
Bao Ye's face darkened: "Jiang Ruan, are you damn allergic to romance?"
Damn it.
Just be happy watching the fireworks.
Why is there so much chatter?
Really damn… need a… kiss!
Jiang Ruan saw his anger and secretly smiled inside. She grinned, "Maybe."
Bao Ye: "…"
He'd rather be a dog than set off fireworks again.
Bao Ye's heart was on fire.
Just then, the man was completely unprepared. The woman in front of him hugged his neck, suddenly leaned in, held his neck tightly, and kissed him.
Soft red lips pressed against his slightly cool thin lips.
So close, her dense eyelashes quivered lightly, bright eyes stared into his deep dark eyes.
Bao Ye was completely frozen by her sudden initiative, he couldn't react.
When he came to his senses, the person in front of him had already backed away.
