She's not my Mingmei!

Xuan's back was hitting the counter behind him while Mingmei's both hands were on either side of his head. When she asked him why did he kiss him, he was out of words. 

"I did not kiss you," Xuan tried hiding the truth from Mingmei so plainly refused. Mingmei slightly laughed hearing him and turned serious. "You think I'm lying?" Mingmei asked and then grabbed Xuan's shirt's collars. 

Xuan didn't expect such a thing from Mingmei. "What are you doing?" Xuan inquired and put his hands on hers to release her grip from hers. 

"I do not remember any such thing," muttered Xuan and released Mingmei's grip from his collars. He was going to leave the kitchen when Mingmei said, "you can do such a thing to other girls but not to me. I know it's your hobby to do such things." 

Xuan clenched his fist and turned to her. "What are you trying to imply?" Xuan asked.

"Why are you getting angry instead of apologizing? You kissed me out of sudden," muttered Mingmei.