Hearing footsteps outside, a triumphant Gong Shaofan chuckled in a deep voice.
By the time he turned his head back, his little sweetheart's cheeks were already flushed, as if blood was about to drip from them.
Min Yue was naturally bewitching and enticing; at first glance, she resembled a blood-sucking rose, someone who, despite knowing the torment she could inflict, you willingly approached like a moth to flame.
"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your agreement."
The little light bulb outside had already left, and Gong Shaofan could no longer hold back, lowering his head and about to kiss her.
"Wait..."
Min Yue suddenly put up a hand to push him away, remembering an important matter that still needed clarification.
"Yuanya is your sister, how can you be so bad, tricking and teasing me just for fun?"
"What did I trick you with? You assumed it yourself. I just went along with the mistake."