Disappointed?
Qiao Anhao didn't quite understand what Lu Jinnian meant by that. She curved her lips up and made a "Mm?" sound towards him.
Because she grabbed his wrist, her face was quite close to his. She pouted her lips, coincidentally in his line of sight. The light pink matched her white skin and pitch-black pupils, making her look clean and attractive.
The image of her tip-toeing and lightly kissing him on the lips at Xu Jiamu's birthday among all the jeering surfaced in Lu Jinnian's mind. It was a soft feeling with the gentle smell of sweet fruit, and hints of shyness, she then called out, "Brother Jiamu, Happy Birthday!"
