The little woman was thinking at this moment, "Using the same spoon, is this an indirect kiss?"
"Does this count as kissing twice in one day?"
"Isn't this moving way too fast?" Shang Xixia's entire worldview plunged into chaos, and her tiny face, already palm-sized, turned as red as a ripe tomato!
"Xixia, there's some porridge at the corner of your mouth."
Sure enough, this man was utterly shameless. Gu Jingchen slowly leaned toward her, their tall noses just centimeters apart. His uneven, heavy breathing swept across her soft, delicate cheeks, carrying an unmistakable intimate vibe.
"Is he… is he going to kiss me? Is he going to kiss me…" The girl's mind went completely blank, and her body started to tip backward involuntarily.
"Clang!" The spoon on the table accidentally fell to the floor!
