On Ying's side...
After she hung up the call, she glared at Han Bohai resentfully. "Did you have to open that mouth of yours?"
"What did I do wrong?" Han Bohai pouted innocently trying to emphasize that he didn't do anything wrong. While she talked to her sister, Ying was treating him like thin air, he couldn't help himself and opened his mouth.
Ying instantly fumed as she lifted her hand and flicked his lips making his eyes widen as she said, "Put your mouth to some good use!"
Han Bohai held the hand that flicked his lips and leaned over. He was only inches away from her lips. As their breathing mixed together, Ying tried to push him back. "I do want to put my mouth to good use." His eyes instinctively lowered to her lips as he licked his lips and continued, "Don't push it. I'm barely able to abstain at this point."
"Presumptuous!"
