Xiaxia the Drunkard (6)

Sheng Yize felt his throat tighten and his cheeks heat up.

He had indeed kissed her before, but he had always been the one to take the initiative. Now that An Xiaxia was making the move herself, he was at a loss what to do.

He hesitated a little and still felt too shy to do it. He then pecked An Xiaxia's cheek and said in a low voice, "There."

An Xiaxia grumbled, as if she wasn't content with the kiss. Sheng Yize was going to listen more closely to what she was saying when An Xiaxia kissed him on his mouth.

In that instant, Sheng Yize thought his heart was going to jump out of his throat!

Did An Xiaxia just kiss him voluntarily?!

An Xiaxia roughly rubbed her lips against his for a while before she was content with the kiss and let go of him. She then chuckled with a dreamy expression on her face.

The skin behind Sheng Yize's ears was burning as he pushed An Xiaxia away. He left the room promptly after tucking her in.