Lan Xiao nodded in a daze. He blinked his eyes and looked up at him in a daze.
A smile flashed across Wen Muchu's eyes as he raised his hand to caress her cheek.
The softness of her touch made his heart flutter slightly, and his eyes darkened.
His Adam's apple bobbed a few times before he finally turned around and left.
After Wen Muchu left, Lan Xiao leaned against the door frame and stayed there for more than 20 minutes.
She hadn't recovered from the shock until she felt pain in her ankle. She then raised her hand and touched her lips.
It was as if his temperature was still there.
That heat burned her lips.
She limped into the house slowly and sat on the sofa.
She took off her shoes and curled up on the sofa.
She raised her slender fingers and touched her lips. The blush on her face didn't fade for a long time. It was as if she had been possessed, or her soul had been taken away. She was lost in her thoughts.
