Mo Shiqian softened his expression after hearing her say that, grunted, and said in a low, indifferent voice, "I'm leaving."
"Bye."
The man put on his overcoat and went to open the door.
But before his hand touched the doorknob, his tall and straight figure suddenly turned, and he strode back.
Chi Huan was taken aback and hadn't reacted to what he wanted to do when her cheek was held by one hand, and the man's lips pressed down accurately.
A long kiss.
By the time he finally ended the kiss, seemingly reluctant to let go, Chi Huan was unsteady on her feet due to her breath being stolen away; if not for her fingers tightly clutching his clothes, she might have already slumped down.
Mo Shiqian touched her hair and looked at her faintly blushing face, whispering, "Goodbye."
Chi Huan nodded.
This time, as he walked out the door without looking back, the woman suddenly spoke up, "Wait a second."
His hand paused on the doorknob, lifting his gaze to her, "Hmm?"
