Nie Xiaoxun's lower back was suspended in the air, supported only by Gu Yichen's single hand.
Out of fear of falling, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
Their lips touched, and it was as if a series of electric currents flashed through both of their bodies.
Nie Xiaoxun's eyes widened in horror, her mind went blank, and she even forgot to struggle!
And Gu Yichen?
Originally, he just wanted to scare Fang Mingzhe.
But when he kissed Nie Xiaoxun's lips, he tightened his right arm, deepening what was meant to be a brief kiss.
"Mm, Gu—"
Fang Mingzhe was completely stunned.
Nie Xiaoxun wasn't lying, she really was with Gu Yichen!
Fang Mingzhe almost soullessly got up, heartbrokenly turned away, and the roses he was holding scattered on the ground.
Near that black Bentley, the two were still kissing.
After a long while—
"Clang!"
A crisp sound, it was the noise of an iron basin falling on the concrete floor.
