As Sakuragi Hitomi started to swoon, about to fall to the ground, Yan Huan quickly reached out to catch her.
"Sakuragi, Sakuragi!"
In his arms, the petite girl had her eyes closed tightly, her face flushed red, and her lips slightly parted, struggling to breathe like a fish out of water.
Yan Huan called out to her while gently shaking her body, but she had no response at all.
"It seems she got too nervous. But if a first kiss is like this, then what about the first night..."
On his shoulder, Meow-Chan looked at the girl in Yan Huan's arms with speechless disbelief, shaking her head.
Yan Huan glared at the audacious Meow-Chan, but when he turned back, he couldn't help but feel a headache.
It's really hard to keep calm; who would have thought a kiss could knock someone out?
But what to do now?
Looking at the unconscious girl in his arms, Yan Huan was at a loss.
Can he really exploit her unconsciousness to go on and fulfill the task by prying open Sakuragi's mouth for a kiss?
