Wu Qianqing was so breathless from his kiss that she responded without even thinking. Her mind was completely dazed, and she wasn't aware of what she was doing.
All she knew was that she had responded instinctively.
Hearing her response and consent, Zheng Shaosu kissed her even deeper.
It wasn't until she couldn't help but make a noise that Wu Qianqing suddenly turned her head, causing Zheng Shaosu, who wanted to continue kissing, to kiss the air instead.
Both were panting, their chests heaving with each breath.
"Are you okay?" Zheng Shaosu asked.
Wu Qianqing turned to look at him. "Okay with what?"
Her face was beet red.
"My kissing."
"..."
She immediately let go of Zheng Shaosu's waist. Fortunately, he was propping himself up with his hands behind her, so Wu Qianqing was able to slip out from under his arm and hurriedly walked to the hall.
Zheng Shaosu watched her go and let out a laugh.
