From this, one could tell that Luo Yu really had no experience in wooing women.
Tang Ruoqing thought about her ex-boyfriend, whose slick tongue had once been quite appealing to her.
At that time, she had quite enjoyed it.
She didn't know what had bewitched her.
Now, upon comparison, she felt Luo Yu was truly too endearing.
She had truly been blind before.
She hoped that this time, she had found her true match.
Tang Ruoqing still propped her chin, asking him, "How is it? Any results?"
Luo Yu put down his phone, looked up at her, "Yes, but I don't know if it'll work."
Tang Ruoqing blinked, "What?"
"Just this."
Suddenly, Luo Yu stood up, then leaned over, took Tang Ruoqing's wrist, and pressed his thin lips against her cheek.
Tang Ruoqing didn't react in time, only feeling a faint, cool breath rush close.
She hadn't grasped what happened when the breath was already gone.
Luo Yu... had kissed her...
Tang Ruoqing wasn't a shy or reserved type.