He Must Like Me

Shen Yunchu's consciousness was not very clear, like a silly expression after getting drunk, staring blankly and straight at the other person.

How did he suddenly kiss me while talking? This man may not have many talents, but he is quite skilled at making advances.

Gu Jinwei, in hindsight, snapped back to reality. A voice in his mind was frantically tampering with his rationality.

He thought that with his years of self-control, even if a woman stood before him completely exposed, he could pass by without changing his expression. But, without realizing it, he lost control.

Shen Yunchu's face resembled a freshly cooked steamed egg, smooth and tender, with a faint fragrance.

He wondered what her taste was like, sweet perhaps? However, he didn't expect that not only did he think about it, but he actually did it. He kissed her, unconsciously!