Qin Muchen was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Just as he was about to teach her what a kiss was, Lin Jiujiu suddenly pulled back.
She cupped her face with both hands, looking stern and serious, she asked him, "I don't want to be your sister!"
Of course, he didn't want her to be his sister either. Qin Muchen opened his lips, just about to tell her, when he found his words interrupted by Lin Jiujiu again.
At that moment, Lin Jiujiu not only blocked his mouth but also reached out to tug at his clothes.
She was as fierce as a bully preying on a virtuous young woman.
Qin Muchen was amused by her actions.
He turned the tables and kissed her lips.
Until she was nearly suffocating.
Just before she was about to pass out, Qin Muchen finally released her and gently asked, "Why do you keep saying 'sister'?"
Lin Jiujiu, like a fish parched for a long time suddenly finding water, inhaled deeply.
Between gasps, she said, "Because I don't want to be your sister, do you like me?"
