Catching her off guard with his teasing, Qi Yu's cheeks flushed red, her eyes brimming with moisture, and her round, almond eyes stared at him. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
Li Mingjue hadn't planned on doing anything, but seeing her eyes darting shyly and her embarrassed demeanor, he couldn't help but feel an itch in his heart.
His fingertips caressed her tempting red lips again before he leaned down slightly, lowering his head to kiss her.
"Mmm—"
By the time the lengthy kiss ended, Qi Yu had already collapsed weakly into his arms, her eyes carrying a hint of satisfaction.
One really couldn't blame her for her wavering resolve, blame only that this damned man was too skilled.
She raised her hand, lightly poking his cheek with a lazy tone, "Alright, stop talking in riddles. It was the village chief who told you, wasn't it?"
