Xu Jiayang finally snapped back to reality.
Burning with rage!
He forcefully pushed the man straddling his waist away, then delivered a fierce kick.
The kick landed on Leng Yan's shin, causing him to howl in pain.
"Ptooey! Ptooey ptooey ptooey!"
Xu Jiayang furiously spat several times, constantly wiping his lips with the back of his hand.
Damn!
He had actually been kissed by a man, disgusting!
Even if it was Leng Yan, who had been his desk mate from kindergarten to elementary school to middle school to high school and then to university, it was absolutely not okay!
Gag—
Just thinking about that scene made him want to vomit!
In his twenty-eight years of life, he had only kissed one woman, Chu Ying, and that too without his knowledge.
Which means, he had no memory of ever kissing anyone.
And now, the first memory turned out to be with a man!
"Gag—"
Xu Jiayang covered his mouth, retching several times.