In the restroom
Bai Xiaoxiao repeatedly rinsed her mouth with water. Wen Ran stood beside her, a faint worry etched in her clear, watery eyes. Only after Xiaoxiao had finished rinsing did she softly ask, "Xiaoxiao, has Luo Haofeng fallen for you?"
Bai Xiaoxiao jerked her head up at her words, meeting Wen Ran's questioning and caring gaze. Her brows furrowed tightly, and she firmly retorted, "Impossible. He's just been around women for too long, thinking he's some kind of woman-wooing love god, assuming that any woman he kisses will be over the moon about it. To put it bluntly, he's just a narcissist."
If the unintentional first kiss with Luo Haofeng had left Bai Xiaoxiao upset, his forced kiss today made her more than just upset; she was infuriated.
No girl would ever be happy about being kissed forcibly, let alone Bai Xiaoxiao, who always argued with Luo Haofeng whenever they met.
