"Is there something on my face?" Song Yinyin asked in surprise.
She instinctively raised her hand to wipe her mouth but was stopped by him, "Wait a second."
"Huh?"
Lu Jihan's gaze fell on her face.
Song Yinyin had just been exercising, her face still glowing with a healthy blush, resembling white jade, with a pinkish complexion that made her skin look tender and very hydrated.
She had just taken a sip of mango milkshake and accidentally left foam on the corner of her lips, making her already cherry-colored lips even more tempting.
His body began to heat up involuntarily.
In the next second, he stopped her, stood up and lightly pinched her chin, gently lifting it so she looked up at him.
Then, his well-formed lips fell on hers.
Sounds of gasps arose around them.
Song Yinyin hadn't expected him to kiss her directly in public, she was stunned for a moment but then started to resist.
