Meng Qingge quickly bent down and kissed Ji Wanzhou's right cheek.
As soon as her lips touched his cheek, she left.
Meng Qingge stood up straight, with her chin slightly raised and her eyes staring at the sky, as if nothing had happened.
Ji Wanzhou only felt a soft touch on his right cheek that brought a faint warmth and the fragrance of Meng Qingge's body.
Did she just kiss him?
A hint of joy and excitement flashed across Ji Wanzhou's eyes. He couldn't help but smile. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked towards Meng Qingge.
But all she could see was her long, elegant neck and her perfect tight jaw line.
The smile on Ji Wanzhou's face became even wider. Was she shy?
But this time, she took the initiative to kiss him. It was truly rare!
"In the future..." Ji Wanzhou opened his mouth, his voice was full of unconcealable joy and gentleness, "You want to say... I'm sorry. When it's time. "I see."