"Yeah, if you like Yipin Inn, next time, you can go every day," Mo Siyu's eyes lit up.
Tang Yue gave him a glare and said, "Mo Siyu, I don't have that much time to go every day."
"Then wait for my next return, I'll accompany you there." Mo Siyu, inhaling her faint fragrance, felt his fatigue from the journey vanish without a trace.
"Who wants to go with you."
Tang Yue's smile involuntarily lifted at the corner of her mouth. She turned her head just as Mo Siyu's lips brushed past her cheek.
"You..." Tang Yue belatedly realized their proximity, when had they gotten so close? Touching the spot where his lips grazed, she felt a burning sensation.
"Xiao Yue, you're the one who offered yourself up for that kiss," Mo Siyu cheekily took advantage of the situation.
Flushed and fuming, Tang Yue raised her hand, seemingly to strike him.
As soon as her hand touched him.
Mo Siyu cried out, "Ouch."
