Xia Yuxun staggered and was cornered against the wall, feeling Leng Sichen's breath close at hand.
What a perilous posture, what an ambiguous distance, what a familiar scene.
Xia Yuxun's face boiled.
Did he want to do it again, just like the last time, and the time before that?
No! Absolutely not! Three strikes and you're out, she couldn't keep being bullied by him like this.
Thinking this, Xia Yuxun gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, tiptoed, and fiercely pressed her lips against Leng Sichen's…
Leng Sichen seemed startled by her sudden move, and for a moment did not react, standing frozen and even his anger solidified…
After pressing her lips against his, Xia Yuxun didn't know what to do next.
Then what? What should she do next?
Ahem, think... try to think...
Her face was burning hot…
As Xia Yuxun was lost in her chaotic thoughts, Leng Sichen's deep voice sounded against her lips, "Xia Yuxun, do you realize what you are doing?"