As night falls, countless stars are hidden in the treetops on both sides of the road, appearing particularly special against the backdrop of the bustling street scene.

"The celestial phenomena tonight are quite unusual. The Purple Star shines brightly over the city. It seems that the prophecy of that unknown sorcerer three years ago is about to come true."

Ling Mo rested his hands behind his neck, peered through the sunroof of the car, and squinted his long, narrow eyes, speaking with great interest.

Qin Beiming paused slightly on the steering wheel, then suddenly turned his head to look at the languid and carefree Ling Mo. "You can even read the heavens?"

I know a little bit about it.

"You believe in these things?"

Qin Beiming seemed somewhat surprised.

He had originally thought that Ling Mo, who seemed unruly and rebellious, must be a staunch atheist.

Surprisingly, she even had some knowledge of metaphysics.

"If I hadn't witnessed the spectacular alignment of nine planets three years ago, I would never have believed this."

"Then...do you believe in past lives and reincarnation?"

Qin Beiming didn't believe in past lives or reincarnation at all, but strangely enough, he longed for people to have more than just one lifetime.

Ling Mo bowed his head and answered firmly:

I believe you.

I believe it too.

Qin Beiming replied with particular seriousness.

At this moment, he finally understood why all the currently popular fantasy dramas were labeled "Three Lives Three Worlds".

In fact, when you truly meet your destined one, you do feel that a lifetime is too short, and you greedily want to be with your beloved for eternity.

"Um..."

Ling Mo murmured softly, and as the cool night breeze blew, he grew increasingly sleepy and eventually fell into a deep sleep with his head tilted to the side.

Hearing her increasingly even breathing, Qin Beiming quickly closed the sunroof and subconsciously slowed down the car.

As the car stopped at the traffic light, he was about to put his coat on her when he noticed that several of the teardrop-shaped buttons on her collar were undone. He instinctively wanted to button them up for her.

I reached out my hand, but then I felt it wasn't quite right.

If Ling Mo were to wake up at this moment, she would most likely mistake him for a shameless scoundrel.

Recalling how she treated Liang Feifan, who was blinded by lust, Qin Beiming instantly sobered up.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Ling Mo opened his eyes.

"do what?"

She narrowed her long, almond-shaped eyes and abruptly slapped away Qin Beiming's hand, which he hadn't had time to retract, and asked in a cold voice.

"Your coat is unbuttoned, I was just about to button it up for you."

Qin Beiming glanced at the reddened back of his hand and knew that Ling Mo must have misunderstood his intentions and was angry with him.

Ling Mo sat up abruptly, his sharp eyes fixed on the slightly flustered Qin Beiming, and said repeatedly:

"What did you say? Could you repeat it...?"

"Your coat was unbuttoned, and I was going to button it up for you. I didn't expect you to wake up so conveniently."

Qin Beiming was extremely annoyed. If he had known she would wake up at this critical moment, he shouldn't have made such an action that was so easy to misunderstand.

Now, Ling Mo's impression of him is bound to be greatly diminished.

He dejectedly withdrew his hands from the steering wheel and muttered:

"Don't get me wrong, I really didn't unbutton your clothes."

"So it was you..."

Ling Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and she suddenly leaned forward, giving him a big hug.

Qin Beiming was startled by her sudden action, his hands trembling with fear of touching her body, and he was so nervous that he didn't know what to do.

His heart suddenly started pounding, pounding as if it were about to burst out of his chest, each beat stronger than the last.

Did you have a nightmare?

Qin Beiming felt her soft body, and his face turned as red as a ripe shrimp.

He never expected that happiness would come so suddenly, so suddenly that he hadn't even figured out how to respond to her.

Logically speaking, since she had already taken the initiative to hug him, shouldn't he obediently give her his first kiss to show how much he values ​​her?

But where is the appropriate place to kiss?

I always felt it wasn't quite right to kiss someone directly on the lips.

Kissing someone on the cheek inevitably involves exposing your breath on their face, which can be quite intimate.

Kissing the forehead seems feasible...

Qin Beiming nervously swallowed, mentally preparing himself for a while before finally mustering the courage to pout slightly and slowly move closer to her smooth forehead.

However, before his lips even touched her skin, she unexpectedly raised her head, "Three..."

Before she could speak, Qin Beiming unexpectedly kissed her lips.

Feeling the strange touch on their lips, both of them were extremely embarrassed.

Ling Mo stared at the handsome face that seemed to loom larger before her, then slowly leaned back and staggered out of his embrace, momentarily speechless.

Qin Beiming was still savoring the brief, light kiss, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up wildly.

He wanted to announce to the whole world that he had finally kissed the person he had been longing for.

Seeing her shy and adorable demeanor, he could only suppress his overwhelming joy and soothe her emotions in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to look up suddenly."

"Third Master, could we please not bring this up again?"

Ling Mo replied listlessly. She really hadn't expected that she would get so excited that she would jump into his arms.

That's really embarrassing.

"good."

Qin Beiming agreed verbally, but in his heart he was thinking, "Could it be that this girl doesn't want to take responsibility for him?"

Thinking this through, he suddenly added:

"This was my first kiss."

"..."

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