It seemed both expected and unexpected, yet the man still froze in place.
Ning Xia pulled away as soon as their lips met, her cheeks flushing a faint red, which spread to her earlobes. She shyly lowered her head, her voice as small as a mosquito's, "Good night."
Without waiting for Bo Siyan to respond, she turned and ran away.
Bo Siyan stood still, watching the lovely figure flee in panic, and his slender fingers instinctively touched his lips.
They retained the faint scent and warmth of the girl...
His lips slightly curled into a smile, his dark eyes shining like the brightest stars, magnificent and splendid.
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Ning Xia ran out of the hotel in one breath, and even after getting into a taxi, her blood was still boiling, her heart racing as if it were about to leap out of her chest.
She had always been brave. She had dared to turn back to save Zuo Li when the car was about to explode, yet now she was so emotionally stirred by just a small, initiatory kiss.
