Realizing the suggestive position the two were in, Lan Yue's face turned red all the way to her ears.
She hurriedly tried to pull her foot back with force, but Xiao Chen held onto it tightly.
"Xiao Chen, let go of me, I am not..."
Before Lan Yue could finish her sentence, Xiao Chen sealed her lips once more.
The joy of regaining what was lost, the longing after such a long separation, Xiao Chen expressed all the intense emotions in his chest through his actions towards her.
All Lan Yue could do was hold him tightly.
Until she had no strength left from his teasing, Xiao Chen still had no intention of stopping.
Holding her, he headed straight for the sofa on the side.
Suppressing the intense emotions in his heart, he asked in a teasing voice, "Tell me, are you Lan Yue?"
Lan Yue, dizzy and confused, nodded and shook her head.
Xiao Chen, dissatisfied, raised his hand to tease her again.
"Stop."
