This kiss was passionate, lingering, and intensely affectionate.
Just as Xia Yiwan felt like she was running out of breath, Si Mo let her go.
"Repeat what you said earlier," muttered Si Mo, his voice raspy.
God knows how fast his heart raced when he heard her say she liked him.
At that moment, he felt like he was floating on a cloud. There was something incredibly exhilarating about it.
To his surprise, Xia Yiwan only gave him a hard stare before turning to leave.
Xia Yiwan blinked, "You're letting me go?"
"Not that one!"
You're being too domineering?" Xia Yiwan replied, a mischievous gleam in her eyes.
Her eyes shimmered with moisture, and her lips were bright red. Her face was lightly flushed, and her teasing demeanor was so enchanting that Si Mo found it hard to resist.
Just as he was about to lean in for another kiss, Xia Yiwan pushed him away.
"I don't remember," said Xia Yiwan, turning to leave.
