"You—" Mu Anran was so angry she was at a loss for words.
But Yu Lingqian, that shameless man, remained completely unperturbed, with no intention of letting go.
He had the audacity to look as if he didn't fear scalding water, suggesting that if Mu Anran didn't kiss him, he was prepared to sit there until the end of time.
"Look, that girl seems to be from the university!"
"Wow, her boyfriend is so romantic!"
"If someone would fly a helicopter to pick me up from school, I'd stay with him for the rest of my life."
"Also, look how handsome that guy is, oh my God!"
Not far away, the whispers of a few girls carried over.
Mu Anran couldn't break free, so she decided to just go for it.
She closed her eyes and planted a kiss directly on Yu Lingqian's lips—
Their lips met, the delightful sensation of the girl's touch tingled Yu Lingqian's nerves.
