Jian Han lifted her head up. It looked like tears were about to trickle out of her small, almond-shaped eyes. "I don't know how to comfort you."
She was not glib with her words.
Zhou Dayuan curled the corners of his lips up into a smile. "You don't know how to comfort me? Do you know how to do this? He bent down as he kissed the corner of her lips.
Jian Han's small hand that was holding chopsticks tightened, and she closed her eyes as she was flustered.
She didn't expect him to kiss her in the restaurant.
He kissed her for a short moment before he asked, "Have you learned what to do now?"
Jian Han was shaking a little. She slowly opened her eyes, and the man's handsome face grew larger as he neared. There was a hint of his anticipation in his eyes.
"Yeah." She was under his love spell. She nodded her head, looking silly, and slowly kissed him.
She really wanted to comfort him.
