Pretending?
Mo Shiche looked down at her chubby and very aggrieved face, feeling a slight softening in his heart, and kissed her again for a while before saying, "Now there's no more stealing kisses, it's all above board."
"You... so you admit you were stealing kisses before?" Luo Qiangwei widened her eyes, feeling as if she had no backbone, struggling to get out of his embrace, "You dared to steal a kiss from me, I am the president now, I... I'll kill you..."
"Hmm, since you want to kill me," he chuckled softly, "then let me kiss a few more times before I die, and I'll die without regrets."
Having said that, he went on to seal her lips again.
This time, he didn't let go, just kept on kissing her until the car started and stopped again.
They were still kissing when they got out of the car.
Still kissing as they walked into the hotel lobby.
Still kissing while waiting for the elevator and during the elevator ride.
