"Of course not, I've missed you to death."
Ye Xiao turned and planted a firm kiss on Qiao Si's face.
She had indeed missed him, missed the feeling of him lying beside her.
"Is that so? Well, one kiss isn't enough."
Qiao Si grabbed Ye Xiao's shoulders, turning her around to face him, his gaze burning into hers.
"Then what do you want?"
Ye Xiao extended her hand and traced circles over his chest through his shirt.
As the words fell, the man lowered his head, and he kissed her deeply.
Qiao Si held the girl in his arms tightly, his kiss passionate and entwined.
Ye Xiao tiptoed, wrapping her arms around his neck, her response to his kiss tender and unpractised.
"Knock knock knock..."
Just then, the door to the room was knocked on, interrupting the intimate moment between the two.
"Xiao Xiao, I'm coming in."
Ye Ling's voice came from outside the door.
He didn't ask if he could enter; he simply stated he was entering, clearly without seeking Ye Xiao's consent.