Ruan Danchen clasped her palms on Qi Chenglin's face in the spur of the moment, which stunned Qi Chenglin as he had no idea what she was going to do next. Ruan Danchen was fighting her urge to laugh as she felt her man tends to become dorky and adorable sometimes.
Ruan Danchen could not resist the smile on her face and her big, round eyes shined brightly—it was very gratifying. Her naughty attitude made Qi Chenglin felt like she was only seventeen years old instead of twenty-seven years old. Then, her lips pressed against his, rubbing repeatedly on it until all the lipstick color shifted onto his lips before parting ways.
Qi Chenglin's mind became muddled and his grip on her waist loosened, so Ruan Danchen seized the opportunity and slipped back onto the passenger seat quickly.
