An Xiaxia was pinned to the wall. She couldn't escape or dodge, and could only endure his wrath.
"Mhm…"
The kiss was unbelievably long, passionate, and desperate.
It seemed forever when Sheng Yize finally let go of her. He then enunciated his reply. "I'm not angry, but I. Am. Jealous!"
What? Lord Jealousy had just admitted it himself? OMG!
An Xiaxia's face wrinkled up. "Of what?"
Sheng Yize tossed her his phone, in a manner that said, "The evidence is all there. Kneel and beg my forgiveness!"
An Xiaxia tapped it open and snapped. "It wasn't a kiss! It wasn't a kiss! It wasn't a kiss! Is three times enough to deny it? Momo was there the whole time! Or you can go ask Xiao Yan yourself!"
Sheng Yize leaned on the wall, looked away, and resumed his impassive expression. He just wouldn't speak to her.
"Hey…" An Xiaxia tugged his sleeve. She then stood on her toes in resignation and kissed him on his lips.
"That's a kiss!"
