Jing Yi frowned slightly, his face showing difficulty. "You know, my lips aren't always sealed."
"What will it take for you not to tell him?"
Seeing her look like a frightened little deer, Jing Yi's lips instead curled up in pleasure. Suddenly, he said, "Kiss me, and I'll keep your secret."
"...?!!" Mo Qiansu's eyes widened abruptly.
In front of her, his long and narrow eyes, filled with a hint of laughter, made it unclear whether he was joking or serious.
At that moment, they were extremely close, and because of his words, the air inexplicably took on an ambiguous warmth.
Mo Qiansu hurriedly let go and realized that the boy who once loved to joke and play tricks had, at some unknown time, grown into a devilishly charming man bursting with masculinity.
Her hands nervously pressed against him as she tried hard to put distance between them.
"A kiss for a secret is a pretty good deal for you," Jing Yi said with a smile as his fingertips caressed her cheek.
