Started kissing me

Feng Xi's gaze fell upon her effortlessly chic attire. She was adorned in a pristine white blouse that draped elegantly over her frame, paired with high-waisted pants of the deepest black that flared subtly at the ankles.

She put on an off-white hat, its hue a soft contrast to her outfit. She was happy that Aunt Yao kept such useful things in her luggage.

Catching her reflection in the mirror, she was struck by the desire to capture the moment. She reached for her phone to click a photo of hers. But reality came crashing down as she remembered - her phone was broken last evening.

"Sigh. I cannot even click photos here with my phone," Feng Xi mumbled, looking at her phone's broken screen.

A sudden intake of breath was all she could manage as she felt the presence of Yu Han right behind her.

He was dressed casually, in a crisp white t-shirt paired with navy blue trousers, an ensemble that only accentuated his natural charm.