Fan Chengsi froze and said, "What, you have a boyfriend right now?"
"Yeah." Yin Shuiling nodded her head.
Fan Chengsi looked at the girl for a moment. After confirming that she was not joking, he looked at her tiny lips once again. Her lips were elegantly beautiful with a stunning maroon arc. Her lips that were once tender and pink had assumed the red shade of a small woman. It was just as if she had applied lipstick, and the colour in his gaze darkened. "Shuiling, kiss me."
Yin Shuiling widened her eyes.
"What are you staring at me for? I didn't ask you to kiss me on the lips. You were in England for the past three years. Could you actually not know that friends that did not see each other for a long time would kiss each other's cheeks to express their longing?"
He was telling the truth, and it was hard for Yin Shuiling to reject him. She had no choice. She stood up straight and lifted her small head up to kiss his handsome face.
