I'LL SORT IT OUT

Xue Guangxi cupped her nape and pulled her again into an aggressive kiss. This one was more wanting. Their tongue freely explored each other's mouths, cheeks both flushed from the adrenaline. After the deed, both gwere panting, gasping for breath.

Kang Sola could not laugh anymore, could not even stare at him. She stood and turned her back at him, the back of her hand covering her mouth.

"Did I go overboard? Sorry." He, too, could not face her properly. He stood up beside her.

"Uhm, no. Let's go home?" She invited, still not able to look him in the eye.

"Are you alright? You can still tell me everything." He's getting more unnerved. 

"I'm alright."

They went towards the parking lot in silence. It's almost five in the afternoon. The sun loomed over the horizon, spilling the blue skies with pinkish-orange hue as it readied itself to depart into a day's wrap.