After dropping Ji Yang off at his house and arriving at the base of Tianxin's building, Chen Yiran parked the car, then he turned his head to look at Tianxin, who was fast asleep.
He seemed to remember a winter when she had also fallen asleep in his passenger seat.
Back then, there were tears in her eyes, but now she had a sweet smile on her lips.
Chen Yiran raised a lovely curve at the corner of his lips, leaned toward her slightly, and gently pressed a kiss on Tianxin's lips.
Hmm… Her lips… tasted like strawberries.
Tianxin felt a tickle on her lips, so she uttered a small sound, slowly opened her eyes, and stared at Chen Yiran's enlarged face. She stared for a while before she came to her senses, "Where are we? Where's Ji Yang?"
She looked back at the car's rear seat, but Ji Yang was no longer there.
