Ran Yu didn't dodge, allowing him to kiss her obediently.
By the time they separated, her lips were already so red they couldn't be any redder, pairing with the blushing white cheeks and aggrieved, clear cat eyes, she looked like a beautiful porcelain doll.
Lu Ziheng's eyes darkened for a moment, and he lowered his head again to peck her lips several times, then said in a deep voice, "Just now, baby, you did great."
Ran Yu's eyes widened slightly, "What do you mean?"
Lu Ziheng's lips curled up into an enigmatic smile and, instead of explaining, he pinched her chin and his lips covered hers once more.
Ran Yu closed her eyes again as he kissed her, her body being held tightly, nearly feeling the beating of his heart against her chest, steady and rhythmic...
In her dazed state, she seemed to hear a child's voice, but it was quickly engulfed by Lu Ziheng's fervor.
Until she suddenly felt a small leg being hugged by something soft.
"Xiaoyin! Xiaoyin! Xiaoyin!"
