Sheng Shushu didn't speak because Xiao Yu was way too close to her.
So close that when he had just spoken, his breath engulfed her completely—it was more than she could handle.
"Not enough?"
Xiao Yu, in a low voice, instinctively closed the distance a bit more.
That feeling was like a prime piece of meat being directly brought to her lips, and all she had to do was move her mouth.
Sheng Shushu swallowed unconsciously.
She had never had any resistance when it came to Xiao Yu—she didn't need to pretend about that, so she eventually looked up at him.
Her soft lips curved slightly, she didn't need to stand on tiptoes, just lifting her exquisitely pretty face at an angle to kiss him.
It was just a touch of lips for a second or two, then Sheng Shushu pulled away, her eyes smoothly moving as she looked at him, "How about that?"
Xiao Yu maintained that bowing posture, accommodating her height.
