Su Qing placed the mineral water on the table and asked Gu Ran, "What do we do now?"
"I did some research last night and studied kissing poses, how to kiss to be more... involved," he sat down against the wall in the empty room, his legs stretched out straight.
"You sit on my lap, kneeling," Gu Ran patted his thigh.
Su Qing looked down at him, "Is this really kissing?"
"A dish requires a combination of color, aroma, and taste, so the posture during a kiss is certainly important as well," he explained.
"Am I your dish?"
"Yes, and I'm your dish too," he affirmed.
Su Qing looked away, "You are not my dish. I don't like people who have nothing but their looks."
"Then what do you suggest?" Gu Ran stood up.
"Just... casually kiss," Su Qing said, somewhat hesitantly.
"That works too. I'll hold your waist, and you can put your hands around my neck; that's also a standard kissing pose," he suggested.
