Leaning her back against the sofa and resting on Gu Yu's arm, for some reason at this moment, Youran felt the arm behind her back seemed to scorch with a rising temperature.
Restlessly, Tang Youran lifted her head, giving Gu Yu an awkward smile and said tentatively, "I... I didn't expect the movie my roommate gave me... to be, well, that kind of movie..."
"Mm," Gu Yu, looking down, his dark and profound eyes flickering with complex emotions, deeply watched her.
"Maybe... maybe we should just go back to the room and sleep, and not... not watch it anymore," suggested Tang Youran, feeling as if there were flames fiercely burning in the depths of his eyes.
"Okay," Gu Yu responded softly, but then he reached out his hand, directly grasping Tang Youran's delicate chin, lowered his head, and kissed her.
His thin lips gently stroked over her soft lips, inch by inch, lingering and exploring.
