His lips were less than two centimeters away from Ning Xixi's.
At the critical moment, Ning Xixi turned her face away, and Gong Xiu's kiss missed, landing on her hair instead.
"Gong Xiu, don't mess around!" Ning Xixi endured the rage.
What does he think this is?
He keeps saying she is his sister, but what kind of brother kisses his sister?
Gong Xiu watched her face, lively and brilliant, as the abnormal feeling in his body grew stronger and he vaguely realized that something was wrong...
"Xixi..." his hoarse voice was attractive, "If time could turn back, would we still have a chance?"
Would he refuse Ning Xixi's pursuit because of his parents and would they then have lived a different life?
"It's impossible, back then I didn't understand what real liking meant." Ning Xixi bit her lip, "And you? Do you really like me? Is it just because you can't have me that you treasure me? Ask yourself, do you like me?"
Gong Xiu was momentarily at a loss for words.
