A bit later, both of them pulled back their lips from teh kiss and slowly opened their eyes.
Both of them looked at each other and Lan Shuqin's gaze subtly fell on his lips... the same lips she claimed just now.
Her cheeks burned and the warmth crept from her face down to her neck, spreading through her entire body.
She felt feverish...
H-Huh?
What?
Her eyes trembled and she could feel teh lingering heat of his lips on her lips.
She was so ashamed... as she was the one who first leaned in to initiate the kiss.
'W-Why did I even do that?'
'I got carried away...'
Her gaze dropped to his chest, unable to meet his eyes.
Her fingers twitched, and finally, she forced herself to let go, stepping back just enough to put some distance between them.
The space between them was small, yet it felt unbearably vast.
Zhao Tian exhaled softly, and when she dared to glance up, she found him watching her.
And she could see that even he is surprised and is now hesitant.
