Gong Shirao didn't speak, instead, she stepped closer to him, one step at a time.
Her eyes looked so full of emotion, causing him to feel an inexplicable emotion, a wave of thoughts surging.
Then she paused, leaned close to his ear, and softly said, "From now on, I will do something to you."
"What?" Zhan Nanjue instinctively blurted out, feeling the unique fragrance of the girl, carrying a mesmerizing charm.
"First, I will hug you." As Gong Shirao spoke, she suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him.
Their body temperatures were extraordinarily hot.
Perhaps because her move was too sudden, or perhaps because he had never been 'attacked' like this before, Zhan Nanjue instinctively tried to push her away.
However, Gong Shirao suddenly hooked his neck with one hand, pulling him towards her.
"Then..."
Before he could react, she had already grabbed his tie, and in the moment he leaned in closer to her, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed his lips—
