After a long while, Yun Yuwan finally caught her breath lightly,
"I think I finally understand why everyone says French men are different."
His obvious happiness curved into a smile as he looked at her, "Like it?"
Yun Yuwan didn't answer him; instead, she asked, "With skills like that, was I your first kiss?"
Unexpectedly, he looked at her with a faint smile and shook his head.
Yun Yuwan actually guessed as much, it couldn't possibly be her, "So who was your first kiss?"
He leaned in close to her, shrouded in mystery, "My otter."
Yun Yuwan was puzzled, "What otter?"
Who would have such a name.
He was looking at her closely, eyes brimming with amusement, slightly tipsy, sparking the semblance of peach blossom eyes:
"An otter, like a big rat, the kind that swims."
Yun Yuwan finally understood; it was an animal, not a person, "Did you raise it?"
His eyes shone with mirth, his demeanor mild and gentle, "Yes."
