Shi Xiaoya bumped against his chest a little.
But in her eyes, he was just that good.
"And," Han Zhuoling said.
"What?" Shi Xiaoya looked up at him.
"Are you done kissing?" If you're not done, then continue. Why did you stop?
Shi Xiaoya instantly did not know what to say.
That was such a heartwarming topic, but he suddenly ruined the mood.
Her passions were ignited—that was why she took the initiative just then.
Now that she had already calmed down, if he wanted her to take the initiative again, she could not do it.
But Han Zhuoling did not insist that she continue either.
Seeing that Shi Xiaoya did not answer, he thought to himself that she must be done kissing, so he hugged her even more tightly, then turned over and said, "Then it's my turn now."
This time, he did not kiss anywhere else and just sealed her lips.
