Shen Haoze was taken aback for a moment. "You told Qiao Qingyu, but how did you say it?"
Su Yunyao looked at Shen Haoze, who sometimes still seemed as naive as a big kid. She leaned against the dormitory door, then beckoned to Shen Haoze, "Come closer, and I'll tell you how I said it..."
Shen Haoze did not hesitate and obediently moved closer, still asking, "How are you going to tell her."
To his surprise, in the next moment, his clothes were suddenly grasped by Su Yunyao. He had to bend down, and then Su Yunyao tiptoed up, her cool red lips pressed against his, instantly making Shen Haoze's eyes widen, and his heart seemed to stop beating.
His entire body stiffened as well.
For some reason, Su Yunyao tried a tentative bite on his lip.
Inevitably, Shen Haoze's face flared up with redness.
He even forgot to struggle, to dodge, to push Su Yunyao away, and just stood there, bending over as she clutched the collar of his sweater, allowing Su Yunyao's lips to roam over his.