Xia Lian loves kissing, something no one else knows. Ever since she experienced that feeling of being swept away by desire, the flutter in her heart has never stopped.

Wen Mo's first kiss happened while he was sleeping. He didn't know that he had been kissed for no reason while he was asleep, and just thought it was a saliva mark.

Xia Lian wasn't sure if that counted as her first kiss; it was just a kiss on the forehead... It probably didn't count, right?

If she could, she would like to be like that couple from earlier.

No wonder people like kissing these days, because it really gives you a unique feeling, a tingling, numbing sensation, like being electrocuted.

She wanted to try kissing, not just a regular kiss on the forehead or cheek, but a real kiss, a kiss with the boy in front of her.

"No, can we kiss now?"

Xia Lian raised her head blankly and stared straight ahead, her hazy eyes seemingly veiled with a layer of mist.

"Huh? Kiss me now?" Wen Mo choked on his breath. The girl in front of him always managed to say some strange things in a serious manner.

"Um."

Xia Lian nodded seriously, and then actually raised her head and pouted her little mouth to reach towards Wen Mo's face. However, due to her short legs and short stature, no matter how she tiptoed, she could not reach his chin.

It failed.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, what's the rush?" Wen Mo pressed down on her head, but Xia Lian still swayed from side to side restlessly.

"I want to kiss you."

"You're so lewd, trying to take liberties with me." Wen Mo put on a wronged expression, like a young virgin who had been bullied.

"I'm not aroused." Xia Lian nudged Wen Mo's chest hard with her head, making a muffled thud as punishment.

All I want is a kiss.

"Do you really have to say things like that in public...!" Wen Mo said speechlessly, already noticing that many eyes were peering over from around them.

Immediately, he took Xia Lian's hand and walked quickly forward until they were out of sight of the people around them before slowly stopping.

This section of the road is quite a distance from the main road, and there are hardly any pedestrians around, only a few children playing chasing each other.

"Wen Mo, don't you want to kiss me?" Xia Lian raised her eyes blankly.

"It's not that I don't want to kiss, but these things... you have to consider the atmosphere, right?" Wen Mo voiced his concerns. He felt that doing this kind of thing in a better atmosphere would be much more romantic.

For example, under the setting sun, or in the night scene.

Who would kiss on a sidewalk? The weather was freezing, making the sidewalk seem even more shady.

"The atmosphere right now is very good," Xia Lian said earnestly.

"What's so good about it? I don't see it."

“Wen Mo doesn’t understand.” Xia Lian shook her head, leaned closer, pressed her head against his chest, and listened carefully to the pounding heart inside. “Wen Mo’s heartbeat is fast, so the atmosphere is very good.”

She narrowed her eyes, as if she had discovered Wen Mo's little secret, and the corners of her mouth subtly turned up, revealing a smile that was not easily noticed.

"My heart beats very fast by nature."

"Wen Mo, you're lying." Xia Lian gently punched his chest. "Wen Mo is best at lying, I know it all."

Wen Mo felt as if his heart had been touched, and his heart skipped a beat. He looked at her soft, tender lips, which seemed to melt away.

“Wen Mo said he didn’t want to kiss, but that was a lie.” Xia Lian spoke each word as if she had his every move under her control.

"Actually, Wenmo also really wants to kiss me, but... he's too shy to say it."

Xia Lian didn't let him continue lying. Although it was different from the first few times, her mind was no longer as empty as before. Instead, she was fully immersed in enjoying this intimacy. She was already addicted.

Even though her innocent little brain didn't understand what this feeling of dependence was called, her body had already very honestly hugged him, and the sense of security of burying her head in his chest was irreplaceable, no matter where she was.

Wen Mo swallowed hard, then awkwardly stroked her head, realizing that this girl was serious. "You really want to kiss me?"

"Yes, I really want to, I really want to."

Xia Lian blinked her eyes, her adorable eyes appearing even more innocent and pure, without a trace of impurity. Wen Mo couldn't help but feel a wicked urge to corrupt her.

Looking around, the path was deserted. The children who had been playing games on the path had all disappeared, and their laughter was fading into the distance.

In other words, there are currently only two people in this place.

The atmosphere... seemed pretty good; the two of them were gazing at each other with affection.

Wen Mo gently stroked Xia Lian's cheek, her heart pounding uncontrollably as a different kind of emotion brewed within her, the hormones in her body seemingly urging her to do something.

"Close your eyes." His lips trembled slightly, as if he was too nervous to speak coherently.

"But I want to look at Wenmer."

"...Okay, it's fine with your eyes open."

Wen Mo took a deep breath, cupped the other's face in his hands, and saw his reflection in those watery eyes. Finally, he quietly leaned down and gently touched Xia Lian's lips.

Both of them were awkwardly at a loss, their bodies instinctively stiffening as their lips met, a tingling, electric sensation condensing on their lips.

The sticky saliva didn't hinder their intertwining; instead, it acted as a lubricant. Wen Mo tried hard to get closer to Xia Lian, and Xia Lian reciprocated.

The soft touch lingered on their lips for more than ten seconds before they subconsciously released each other.

First, they took a deep breath. The kiss hadn't been perfect; in fact, they had both choked. Wen Mo even bit his tongue in nervousness. When they finally separated, their faces were covered in saliva.

The two idiots stood there helplessly, and finally, looking at the drool stains on each other's faces, Wenmo couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xia Lian's cheeks were slightly flushed, clearly still not out of the mood from before, but seeing the boy in front of her smiling so happily, her eyes also curved slightly.

“We’re all so stupid.” Wen Mo pulled out a tissue to wipe the drool off his face. His thin, soft pink lips were still as soft as ever, like he was holding a piece of jelly.

Until just now, as the rich, sweet saliva caressed her intertwined tongues, Xia Lian's mind went blank. She simply closed her eyes obediently, as if everything was perfectly natural.

She forgot to think, and didn't want to think; she just instinctively wanted to hold Wenmo tighter, tighter still, to hold her whole world.

"Let's go home." Wen Mo smiled and patted her back, then pushed Xia Lian forward and walked along the road like a childish train.

"Mmm." Xia Lian squinted, the lingering pleasure on her lips not yet gone, and she just stared blankly at him from time to time.

A unique, clumsy way of kissing, belonging only to the two of them, was born on this day.