Gu Yanting looked at the popcorn brought to his lips, grasped Zhuo Ya's hand, and bit Zhuo Ya's fingers.
The man bit Zhuo Ya's fingertips ambiguously, making Zhuo Ya's cheeks burn intensely.
She looked at Gu Yanting and muttered softly, "Gu Yanting, what are you doing?"
"Can't you just eat the popcorn properly?"
Zhuo Ya's face flushed, and she glanced at Gu Yanting, complaining to him.
Gu Yanting looked at Zhuo Ya, saw her face was so red, and touched her burning cheek with his finger, asking in a hoarse voice, "Shall we go home after the movie? Is that okay?"
The man's voice was very hoarse, and Zhuo Ya knew exactly what he was implying.
She felt bashful and overwhelmed, yet she took the initiative to grasp Gu Yanting's hand and kissed it on the lips.
The man's heart trembled violently, his eyes fixated on Zhuo Ya's blushing face.
Ah Ya!
It was the first time Zhuo Ya had kissed his hand.
