The kiss was passionate.
When Wen Yanqing let go of her, her rosy lips attracted another kiss. Lin Gantang's cheeks flushed red as her gaze darted around.
Wen Yanqing pressed his forehead against hers. "You kissed me. Aren't you afraid that others will see it this time?"
"I don't know them," Lin Gantang said softly.
Wen Yanqing burst into laughter, angering Lin Gantang. She wanted to smack him but saw that he was waiting for her to act coquettishly and tease him. She felt that she had been seen through and was so agitated that she spun around and stomped her foot.
Wen Yanqing laughed even more happily.
It was already early in the morning. The streets outside were grew more quiet. Snow began to fall intermittently from the sky, getting heavier and heavier.
When they returned to the Lin residence, it was already snowing very heavily.
