Zhan Lan saw Mu Yan's gaze fall upon her lips, and she finally understood what he meant.
Mu Yan lightly furrowed his brows at her, "Miss Zhan hasn't forgotten, has she? You said if I helped you find it..."
"I remember!" Zhan Lan covered his mouth.
She had said that if Mu Yan helped her find the Yu Jinchan, she would kiss him.
Mu Yan held her hand, looking at the cheeks that were gradually turning red.
Standing face to face, a few breaths later, Zhan Lan finally stood on her tiptoes, slightly closed her eyes, and leaned in to kiss Mu Yan's lips.
The touch was wrong—Zhan Lan opened her eyes to find she had kissed the palm of Mu Yan's hand.
Mu Yan saw her death-defying demeanor and couldn't help laughing, "Lan'er, you're acting like you're fulfilling some mission."
Zhan Lan looked into his teasing eyes. Her waist was pulled close by his arm, their bodies pressed together, and Mu Yan was instantly bewitched by the faint scent of her body after her bath.