Lu Wanwan fell silent, looking at him with that relentless gaze that demanded an explanation.
"That was a joke too."
His thin lips curved slightly, and he teased, "Then what is this regret from Japan? Do you have any regrets?"
"No..."
Every time she faced his gaze, she involuntarily felt especially guilty.
He seemed not to rest until he got a satisfactory answer.
Lu Wanwan steeled her heart, her arms voluntarily wrapping around his neck as her trembling lips gently pressed against his.
The kiss he gave upon waking up left a lingering warmth on both their lips.
The moment her lips touched his, that burning sensation rushed back as if she could hear the sparks fly.
Gu Annan was momentarily surprised, then he pulled her back into his arms, seizing the initiative and kissing her back more passionately, all his pressing questions dissolving in the kiss…
