Song Zhizhi was completely shocked.
She stood there, dumbfounded, watching Luo Xiaolang's astounding actions.
She thought she must be seeing things wrong.
How could Luo Xiaolang possibly be kissing Yin Qin?
She could admit that they had a close bond, with Yin Qin often seeking her out recently, and his straightforward persona matching Luo Xiaolang's tastes - she could accept that they had become good friends. But she... she couldn't accept this, not such a blatant display of affection.
She simply asked Luo Xiaolang to pick her up and take her home; how did it turn out like this?
She even wondered, did Luo Xiaolang know what 'like' meant? Did she even understand what a kiss implied?
What was she doing?!
She was only 18.
At that moment, Song Zhizhi even wanted to pull Luo Xiaolang off Yin Qin.
She held her emotions in check.
Luo Xiaolang pulled away from Yin Qin's lips.
At that moment, Yin Qin was also left in a daze.
What's happening? Where am I? Who am I?
Oh.
