"Ah... this..."
Qin Chuan seemed a little hesitant, unable to stop himself from glancing at Su Qian, whose eyes were blurred with tears.
At this moment, she looked like a little white flower after a storm, so fragile that it seemed it might shatter at any moment.
She gazed at Qin Chuan with a sincere and expectant look, without a hint of impurity, as if she really just needed someone to comfort her.
Qin Chuan couldn't bear it, so he reached out to wipe away the traces of tears from her eyes.
Just such a subtle action, yet it left Su Qian dumbfounded on the spot.
Immediately after that, before Qin Chuan could react, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Qin Chuan on the lips.
The sudden movement startled Qin Chuan, causing his eyes to widen.
Immediately after, he felt the warmth of Su Qian's soft lips.
Her kiss was nothing like the passionate and playful image she projected.
Instead, it gave Qin Chuan a feeling of caution.
Every kiss was tender.
