"What do you think?" Huo Shiyan quirked the corner of his mouth and before she could react, he covered her soft lips with his own.
Shen Xinglan did not resist his kiss, but she could not fully accept it either, continually moving back in avoidance.
Huo Shiyan pulled back and stared at her. Seeing her eyes misty and moist, her face flushed, and a fine layer of sweat appearing on her nose.
"Lanlan, it looks like we need more practice," Huo Shiyan said softly. She hadn't pushed him away, which was a good sign.
"You…" Shen Xinglan glared at him. How could he be such a bully?
Huo Shiyan chuckled and leaned in again, pecking her tender lips lightly.
Shen Xinglan pushed him away, immediately got off the couch, put on her shoes and ran off.
"Where are you going?" Huo Shiyan's cheerful voice echoed from behind. Shen Xinglan ignored him and ran even faster.
