"It seems to work pretty well now," he said with a laugh, lowering his head to let the warmth of his breath brush across her temple. "Would you like to try it again?"
Jiang Yaoyao certainly would not accommodate him this time.
She turned her face away, "I don't want to!"
"Saying one thing but meaning another," Bo Jinlan chided, pinching her small chin and turning her face back toward him. His voice was magnetic, the tone low and lazy as it tugged at her heart, "Just now, Yaoyao obviously liked it."
"I did not!" Jiang Yaoyao denied frustratedly.
But it was no use; as soon as Bo Jinlan lowered his head, he silenced all of her protests.
In her dazed state, Jiang Yaoyao wondered: Is this what couples in love are like? Kissing every time they meet, and each time leaving her legs weak...
Perhaps noticing her distraction, Bo Jinlan supported her waist and pulled her into his embrace, his fingers gliding up to cup her face, deepening the kiss.
