By the time the two had finished dinner, it was already ten o'clock at night, and Zhou Yiyi hadn't washed off her makeup, so her attractiveness still dazzled, catching Zhou Mo's frequent glances and embarrassing her every time. "Do I look like a different person? I'm actually not used to wearing makeup."
"No, you look very beautiful. You have a good foundation, and it feels like you barely have any makeup on, yet it highlights all your best features, especially your eyes which are incredibly clear, like the stars in the sky," Zhou Mo said.
Zhou Yiyi was stunned; she hadn't expected Zhou Mo to utter sweet nothings. Moreover, he had backed her into a corner and was supporting her chin with his right hand—their posture was...
Zhou Yiyi's face turned red in an instant. She wanted to push him away, but he held her shoulders and leaned toward her irresistibly. She instinctively backed up until she hit the wall, and when their lips met, Zhou Yiyi tensed up, and her eyes widened...
