"Hiss," Shen Jun felt the pain on his lips, and only then did he start to regain his clarity.
Looking at Wen Nian, who had tears in her eyes and a stubborn expression, he couldn't bear to see her like this.
However, when he thought of the scene just now, he was extremely jealous. He thought of the star bottle he had seen at Wen Nian's house. It was filled with love for Wei Xiao. He tried to convince himself that he didn't care, but the truth was that he cared more than he was willing to admit.
Every memory of Wen Nian and Wei Xiao's past moments together had taken root in Shen Jun's heart, fueling the fire of his jealousy.
As his thoughts spiraled into chaos and he leaned in to kiss her once more, he was interrupted by Wen Nian's hoarse voice calling his name, "Shen Jun."
He responded with a soft "Um," his voice a mixture of acknowledgment and murmur.
