Again, Xing Han did the unexpected. Rather, raised unexpected questions.
"Okay. Let me get this straight. You ... want me to teach you how to kiss ..." Kyle said slowly.
Xing Han nodded eagerly.
"As in, teach you through action ..." Kyle continued, looking at Xing Han straight in the eye.
Xing Han continued nodding, his eyes wide and innocent.
"As in, you want me to kiss you," Kyle finally said it.
"Yes! Yes!" Xing Han said excitedly, "I mean, when you explained and showed how to do it before, I tried practising in front of the mirror. I tilted my head and such but it wasn't the same."
"Ya think?!" Kyle said exasperatingly.
"The mirror would only reflect what I would do so I couldn't get the feel of the head to the left and right thing. Plus, kissing the mirror is meh. It's cold and flat," Xing Han complained, "So I tried using this part of my hand to kiss."
Xing Han pointed at the fleshy part of his palm, right under the thumb.
