Zhang Xiaomeng was about to kiss her, but suddenly thought of something and quickly dodged away.
"What's wrong?"
Thinking she was being rejected, Bai Xuelian's expression immediately tensed up again.
Zhang Xiaomeng thought about how Bai Xuelian had just tried to please him, kissing him in many places, and in the end, even cleaned him up thoroughly.
The taste in that mouth was really rather complex.
So Zhang Xiaomeng said with an embarrassed smile,
"Your mouth is full of my stuff right now, let's forget about kissing."
"You, how can you dislike your own cleanliness?"
Bai Xuelian put aside her worries and coquettishly rolled her eyes at him.
After taking a sip of water, Zhang Xiaomeng didn't dilly-dally, directly asking Bai Xuelian for paper and pen, and started writing the letter of forgiveness on the principal's office desk.
