Chapter 673 "Do you want to kiss me?"
Kuang Ye was about to frown, but just as he was about to do so, he relaxed his frown. He forced himself to adopt his usual nonchalant tone, "You're a sweetheart princess, who doesn't like you? Even if I don't like you, I still treat you like my own sister."
"I like this name. I didn't know before that I am your sweetheart."
She blinked at him, the tears in her eyes had long disappeared, leaving only the red smudge at the corners of her eyes, and her long eyelashes flickered, as if tickling him, or teasing him.
Kuang Ye looked away again.
She just blinked at him and said, "Do you dare to touch your conscience and say that you have only treated me as your sister?"
Kuang Ye had learned his lesson. This time, without a second's hesitation, he swore, "You're lying. I was hit by a car when I left the house."
He has always been cruel to himself. Not to mention being hit by a car, he can even say things like "God damn you" without blinking an eye.
"Well said!"
Yin Mujia nodded vigorously. Two seconds later, his expression darkened, and his voice became even more domineering. "Then why don't you dare look me in the eye? Look at me now, and don't move your eyes!"
Kuang Ye is a 1.9-meter-tall man, but when he stands in front of Yin Mujia, who is 1.7 meters tall, he inexplicably feels like he is a head shorter.
He didn't want to be controlled by her or follow her in her mischief, but he was in a dilemma.
His pupils shrank and he narrowed his eyes deliberately, looking at her as if nothing had happened.
Her eyes, washed with water, were clean and bright. The fiery gaze emanated her unique tenderness and delicacy, which drew him in tightly like a strong suction. Even when he half-closed his eyes on purpose, he still felt as if he had been stimulated, and all the blood in his body was paused.
In the old British-style apartment, between eight and nine o'clock in the evening, the air was so quiet that only the movement of the hands of the clock in the corner could be heard.
However, the two people's heartbeats were loud and intense in their chests, with great momentum, as if it was a silent but fierce battle.
The veins on Kuang Ye's forehead were almost broken. He moved his lips, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "That's enough."
"Do you want to kiss me?"
Her voice was low, but her eyes still followed closely.
Like a thunderclap in the sky, veins popped up on his forehead and he gritted his teeth, "Don't go crazy."
He said this, but his eyes fell on her lips for some reason, and his Adam's apple rolled almost uncontrollably.
"I think."
As soon as Yin Mujia finished speaking, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and climbed onto his shoulders.
Kuang Ye had no time to react, and the next second, his lips softened.
He didn't stand steadily and stumbled. His first reaction was to worry that she would fall, so he subconsciously held her waist.
Yin Mujia was encouraged. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hung on him, and tilted her head to kiss him.
She didn't have much experience, she just followed what she saw in movies and TV, or more importantly, she followed her instinct.
Kuang Ye was struck by lightning. He was shocked and dumbfounded. All the muscles and hairs in his body were tensed.
She was so soft, so soft that his muscles became tighter and tighter, and harder and harder.
It was like a piece of marshmallow stuck to the side of his mouth. He wanted to open his mouth, hold it, and eat it in one bite.
However, the kiss lasted less than three seconds in total.
Before he could push her, she automatically retreated.
He swallowed several times and couldn't open his mouth to scold her.
Yin Mujia opened her rosy lips and asked bluntly, "Do you like it?"
The corners of his eyes turned red, and his voice was familiar: "Yin Mujia, are you a vixen?"
Yin Mujia's voice trembled slightly: "Even Tang Monk can't be as patient as you."
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