Jiang Xingye looked down at her for a while, her doe-like eyes welled with tears, the corners of her eyes were red, and two teardrops rolled down, her nose was ruddy, and her lips were moist.
He had bullied her too much!
This realization made Jiang Xingye's heart ache so much that it felt like it would explode.
He pinched Xu Qinghuan's chin and kissed her again.
The two of them had a height difference of twenty centimeters, Jiang Xingye tilted his head, and their faces angled a certain way.
Xu Qinghuan closed her eyes, moving with him, but she remained passive, clinging tightly to his clothes at his side, and eventually her hand slipped to his waist, somehow moving around and grabbing his waistband.
He hadn't worn a belt, his pants barely hanging on his lower abdomen, just a slight force from Xu Qinghuan might pull his pants down.
