"..."
Zhuo Jian's face flushed a deep red in an instant, and her heart warmed.
Fu Yanye looked at her embarrassed attempt to avoid his gaze and lifted his hand to pinch her chin, "Don't dodge me."
"Fu Yanye..."
"At least not now, I flew over ten thousand kilometers to find you."
Deep affection seemed to fill Fu Yanye's eyes.
In that moment, Zhuo Jian's heart wavered.
His dark eyes slowly drooped, looking at her lips, and gradually, he kissed her.
Zhuo Jian's breathing hitched, and her hand subconsciously grabbed the fabric of his shirt, wanting to push him away.
But Fu Yanye grabbed her wrist and placed her hand on his neck, and then the kiss became even more passionate.
Zhuo Jian felt her breath becoming more difficult, and just before she couldn't help wanting to kiss him back, she turned her head.
