Qiao Nian frowned and looked up at him. Then, she quickly lowered her eyes and muttered. How could it be a surprise if she revealed it?
Moreover, the surprise she had prepared was not easy to explain.
However, seeing how relentless he was, she felt that she would not be able to leave if she did not say it. So, she simply raised her eyebrows. "For example…"
Ye Wangchuan waited for her to say it.
However, in the next second, his palm was hooked by the girl's pinky. Just as he was distracted, two soft lips pressed against him.
Qiao Nian's lips had always been cold, but there was a scorching flame hidden in them.
Ye Wangchuan looked at the girl's slightly curled eyelashes; they were fine and long. His mind went momentarily blank when he tasted something orange-flavored from her.
