Yan Qingsi's action brought all the reporters to a boiling point. A scoop of this kind would take over the headlines in seconds. Yan Qingsi alone had grabbed the focus of the headlines. For the next month, they need not worry about not having anything to write about.
The sound of camera shutters clicking filled their ears.
Yue Tingfeng held onto Yan Qingsi tightly. His emotions made him feel like he could fly. The beating of his heart was the only thing he could hear, his entire world at that moment was only Yan Qingsi.
Yue Tingfeng tasted sweetness in his mouth-- a sweetness that had traveled from his heart to his mouth.
That kiss through the face mask was probably the most wonderful kiss Yue Tingfeng had shared in his entire life.
It had been stamped and signed. After this, he was someone with an identity.