She opened it and, upon finding no damage, she held the box out to Jun Mochan, "I don't know if you'll like it."
Jun Mochan looked at the box with a deep gaze, not immediately taking it.
"Don't you like it?" Ye Ranran's heart pounded, her hand slowly retreating, "If you don't, I can buy another one."
Jun Mochan caught her retreating hand, "Who said I didn't like it? I like anything that Ranran gives me."
"Really?" Ye Ranran's tone was a bit elated.
"Yes, if my lady would help me put it on and take it off every day, I'd be even happier," Jun Mochan suddenly leaned in close, whispering in her ear.
His hot breath spilled onto Ye Ranran's neck.
Ye Ranran's ears turned pink.
"I should go out first." Ye Ranran wanted to escape, but how could Jun Mochan let her?
His palm pressed firmly against her arm, and with a slight pull, she was in his embrace.
Before she could even exclaim, Jun Mochan sealed her lips with his.
What followed was a bit out of control.
