Yin Shaojie used his finger to wipe it away for her, leaving it on the corner of her lips and caressing it lovingly.
"Hmm, you're not angry anymore, are you?"
His magnetic voice was lowered, with a hint of sexy hoarseness, with a charm that could hook people's heartstrings.
Mu Xiaoxiao's face was red, and she didn't say anything.
But from her expression, she seemed to have melted from his kiss.
Yin Shaojie smiled and stopped asking.
After a while, when her breathing had calmed down, he rubbed her face and held her hand as they got out of the car.
Mu Xiaoxiao obediently let him hold her hand.
This was a high-end restaurant with a membership system, so the people who could enter were either rich or powerful.
As soon as he entered, someone recognized Yin Shaojie and came forward to greet him.
The manager seemed to have been waiting for them and personally led them to the private room.
