Accompanied by Yan Xiaye's gentle and tranquil narration, a dark glint danced in Li Yuntang's pitch-black eyes.
He was used to her self-deprecation, yet he couldn't stand her self-deprecation the most.
The next second, his hand landed on her waist, and his handsome and tall physique leaned down slightly, tenderly giving her a kiss.
"Mmm..."
Clear watery eyes widened, Yan Xiaye stared blankly at the man's magnified handsome face, a tumult of indescribable emotions swirling in her heart.
Her fingers hanging by her side trembled, instinctively hooking around the man's neck, earnestly responding to his affection for the first time.
Li Yuntang's sexy Adam's apple moved subtly, his narrow eyes squinting, savoring her rare initiative.
Taking advantage of the gap when they parted, he indulgently and tenderly curved his lips, calling out her name in a hoarse and deep voice: "Xiaye."
"Hmm?"
