Xiong Mei, "Then I-I will follow your instructions."
An internal voice questioned her own hesitation. 'I have already surrendered everything to him. What more is there to fear?'
Yet, as Zhang Wei voiced his initial demand, her wavering confidence shattered like fragile glass.
"Kiss me."
Xiong Mei's world seemed to freeze for a moment as she processed the unexpected request.
"What!?" Her response was a mix of surprise and disbelief, her voice carrying a hint of incredulity.
Zhang Wei repeated his words, his gaze unwavering. "Start by kissing me."
The situation seemed surreal to Xiong Mei, her mind struggling to comprehend his words. "You... you want me to kiss you?" Her words wavered as she turned to meet his eyes, water from her dripping eyelashes distorting her vision.
Zhang Wei's gaze held a certain intensity as he affirmed her question with a nod. "Why, don't you want to? If that's the case, we can—"
