Lin Gantang wanted to break free, but Wen Yanqing pulled her forward. How could Lin Gantang's strength compare to his? She was trapped in front of him.
Lin Gantang looked up and met his smiling eyes.
It was like the surface of a lake that was sprinkled with the spring sun, rippling and shining.
"Don't look. If you keep looking, I'll kiss you," Wen Yanqing reminded with a soft smile.
Lin Gantang snapped back to reality and kissed him. "So what if you kiss me? Hurry up and take it out."
Wen Yanqing refused to let go, and Lin Gantang wriggled and shrank like a fish that had been caught. In the end, she felt tickled by her own antics, laughing as she said, "Tsk... Let go of me."
Wen Yanqing let go of her when he saw Mr. Lin turning into the living room.
