Han Zhuoling did not give Shi Xiaoya any time to react and just kissed her right away.
He kissed her with so much force that it was as if he was punishing her for what she'd said just then.
The smell of alcohol in his mouth was already very faint because, when he was in the car, he took out a piece of mint candy to eat from the storage compartment drawer in front of the passenger seat.
He often had this in his car.
Hence, until now, his mouth still had the refreshing taste of mint.
Thinking of how, previously, his mouth had always tasted like this, Shi Xiaoya could not help but wonder if he had been eating this all along.
But the situation now did not allow her to think too much. Han Zhuoling's kiss was like a tumultuous deep sea, assaulting her in huge waves.
When he finally let go of her, Shi Xiaoya completely turned weak, even more severely than if she got drunk.
