Xia Wan'an felt her face flush even more fiercely, unable to distinguish whether his or her own body temperature was higher. She just felt like her whole body was on the verge of bursting into flames.
After the stringy connection between her lips and his had broken, she heard his voice: "Now that's what you call a kiss."
Did that imply that what she had done earlier was not a kiss?
Also, had his "do it again" comment replied to her statement, were we about to kiss?
Wait, who wanted to actually kiss her?!
A dizzy Xia Wan'an, recovering from the kiss, was about to retort, when she saw her father emerge from the kitchen again. She quickly changed her intended words into: "Well, I have to admit, dear, your kissing skills are far superior to mine!"
The elderly father Cheng Tongyi, coming out to call them for dinner, was once again choked into a violent cough.
Compared to his agitated father-in-law, Han Jingnian was very composed: "Thank you for the compliment."
