"Do you think they'll let us off the hook?" Ding Long shrugged helplessly, "Don't worry, I won't charge you for selling your body."
Ding Jinshi nearly spat his tea all over Ding Long's face, what was with his expression? He looked so wronged and reluctant.
She silently glanced at her friends still laughing and joking below, then looked at Ding Long, turned around to face him, closed her eyes bravely, and said, "A kiss is just a kiss, after all, you said it's free!"
Ding Long looked at her slightly pouted lips, pink and plump like tempting crystal jelly, perhaps because she was nervous, her hands were gripping his clothes, and her eyelashes were lightly trembling as her eyes were closed.
He smiled, lowered his head, and pressed his lips to hers, one hand wrapping around her waist, the other supporting the back of her head, precisely capturing the pink lips he had longed for.
