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An Xunuo was taken aback and looked at him quizzically. "What are you talking about?"

"I was asking you, with regards to what happened the other time, does what you said still stand?" Ye Ningyuan asked again as he looked at her solemnly as though he was awaiting an answer and seemingly probing something.

An Xunuo, for a moment, did not respond to what Ye Ningyuan said. Ye Ningyuan decided to simply put down his wine glass and reach out to hug her waist and kiss her on the lips. The intoxicating fragrance of wine between his lips and teeth was enthralling.

He sucked at the tip of her tongue gently and lovingly as though he were savoring something and lovingly made out the shape of her lips. An Xunuo's body froze and did not respond as she allowed him to kiss her. When she regained her senses, he had let go of her and looked into her eyes. "You get it?"

"I do not!" An Xunuo honestly replied.