Who's whose little lover?
Qin Shuang stepped on his foot in frustration, "You've got it wrong! You're my little lover!"
"Alright, alright, I'm yours," He Zhiyao good-naturedly agreed, then hooked his arm around her waist, his fingers mischievously sliding beneath her clothing.
His lips followed, gently biting her earlobe.
Qin Shuang hissed in pain, "Are you a dog or something?"
"Miss Qin, be reasonable, isn't this just a little lover's duty?"
"You, you, you..."
He Zhiyao turned her face towards him, his lips landed on hers, silencing her annoyed protest.
Just as their kiss began, there was a knock at the door.
Qin Shuang dodged his lips, whispering, "Let go quickly, Star is awake!"
He Zhiyao held her chin firmly, refusing to let her reject his kiss, "He can't get in, he can't reach the doorknob..."
He Zhiyao had hardly finished speaking when the doorknob clicked.
Qin Shuang pushed He Zhiyao away in a panic.
