"Is that what you said?"
Looking at Meng Yao's skeptical face, Qin Tian leaned closer and said, "If I manage to open it, how about you give me a kiss to cheer me on?"
"You..."
"If you don't agree, let's pretend I didn't say anything. I won't open it either, you decide."
Knowing Meng Yao's reaction, Qin Tian quickly tilted his head, his tone laced with a hint of threat as he spoke.
"You really are..."
Meng Yao pursed her lips at Qin Tian, "You really can make any request, huh?"
"That's right, who says I'm not shameless? Hey, don't look at me with those mournful eyes. I didn't say you had to like me, I just need a supportive kiss—nothing more. Isn't that reasonable? Look at foreigners, when they meet, isn't it usually with a kiss..."
"Alright, alright, it's a deal."
