"Hmph, don't touch me." Tang Yuran's head rested on the window of the pumpkin carriage, shaking her shoulders to shrug off someone's poking hand.
When she said this, despite her reluctant tone, she couldn't help curling her lips into a shallow smile.
"Can't I touch you with my hands?" Gu Yu said and then prodded Tang Yuran's nape with the long snout of the Gray Wolf mask, "If you don't turn around now, I'm going to eat you up."
"Stop it…" After being prodded by the wolf snout a few times, Tang Yuran could only helplessly turn her head, looking at his fluffy wolf head with a voice full of disdain.
"Kiss me, and I'll stop," Gu Yu wobbled his furry wolf head, grinning at Tang Yuran.
"…"
Tang Yuran eyed his large wolf head, carefully examined it for a moment, pondered where to start kissing, and finally, with gritted teeth and closed eyes, reached out to hold his wolf head and intended to go for the kiss.
