In the villa, Ye Fan and Mengyao were watching a horror movie while waiting for the arrival of Chu Biyao and Xu Qianqian.
For Mengyao, a thriller could also be seen as a comedy, at least that's how it was for her.
"Close your eyes," Ye Fan said, his face turning red with anticipation.
"Huh!" Mengyao was momentarily confused, then closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling lightly.
Ye Fan smacked his lips in satisfaction, mumbling happily.
"You're terrible, stealing a kiss from me like that." Chu Mengyao looked at the smug Ye Fan, tasting the essence like a connoisseur, her face flushed with shyness, blood rushing fast. She suppressed her fluttering heart and teased, "You dared to steal a kiss from me, but now you don't have the guts to look at me, giggling sneakily, what's so funny?"
"Ah, I'm not giggling, I just thought I'd lighten the mood because you seemed awkward." Ye Fan said insincerely, his eyes avoiding hers, looking at Mengyao with embarrassment.
