Dong Xin Yan's dark eyes rolled around, suddenly understanding. Her beautiful big eyes blinked, her lips curled up slightly, and then she leaned over, intending to give Gu Ningyi a peck on the cheek.
Just as her lips were about to land, Gu Ningyi suddenly turned his face, and her lips pressed directly onto his.
Dong Xin Yan's cheeks flushed slightly. She gave Gu Ningyi a fierce glare, pushed him away, and hopped off like a rabbit.
Gu Ningyi lightly touched his lips with his fingertips, feeling the lingering warmth. He curled his lips, and his eyes slowly filled with a trace of a smile.
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Dong Xin Yan entered the restaurant and gave the room number. The attendant led her towards the private room.
As they walked, there were pavilions and towers, little bridges, and flowing water. Along the corridor, one red lantern after another was hung.
Dong Xin Yan hadn't expected the depths of the restaurant to have such an antique feel, so rich in Chinese style.
