Chu Xia was at her wit's end. She pursed her red lips nervously. Yingluo, close your eyes first.
“OK!”
Chi Xian raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes.
He couldn't help but move his face closer to Chu Xia.
The two of them could even clearly feel each other's hot breath, spraying into their nostrils.
Chu Xia could only hear her heart beating wildly in a chaotic rhythm, as if it could jump out of her heart at any time. She nervously covered her chest and looked at the handsome face in front of her. Her breathing quickened, and the next moment, she closed her eyes, made up her mind, tiptoed, and planted a kiss on his left cheek.
Her kiss was light and fast, like a Dragonfly touching the water.
Only then did Chi zixian feel something soft brush past his cheek like a soft breeze. However, before he could appreciate it, the softness had already disappeared.
No more?
He didn't even have the time to experience it, and it was gone?
