After the elderly principal and the others left,
the two of them finally walked out from under the table with great relief.
"What… what do you want to do?" Yan Qingcheng bit her cherry lips, and as she saw Lin Zifeng's unblinking eyes staring at her, a flush of shyness appeared on her beautiful face.
"Hehe, I don't want to do much. Just give me a kiss. How about a peck?" Lin Zifeng boldly said.
"What!"
Yan Qingcheng almost jumped up.
"What 'what'? Just asking for a peck, is that so difficult?" Lin Zifeng pouted and nonchalantly laughed, "Just on my cheek, what do you say? You won't lose anything, and you certainly won't be missing any flesh."
Lin Zifeng shamelessly asserted with a thick face.
As soon as Yan Qingcheng heard this, her face turned rosy again. She said awkwardly, "This is my office, though. We can't do this here, can we?"
"It's fine. It's just a peck, what does it matter?"