"Mmm..." Tang Nan nodded and responded in a low voice, his gaze fixating on Qin Yiyi for a moment before he suddenly stepped forward. A fair and slender hand gently pinched her chin, forcing her to lift her head.
"What are you doing??" Surprise filled Qin Yiyi's eyes as she looked at the handsome face of Tang Nan before her.
"Helping you find the feeling," Tang Nan said with a slight smile, his voice gentle.
Huh??
Qin Yiyi stared at him blankly, still not having grasped the meaning of his words, when Tang Nan had already slightly leaned forward and pressed his thin lips firmly against her rosy ones without explanation.
Qin Yiyi only felt her surroundings enveloped instantly by the scent of the boy before her. His scent was a bit unfamiliar, yet somewhat familiar.
Over the years, honestly, her closest contact with Tang Nan was probably when they took photos together, briefly touching his shoulder, or sitting next to him while dining out.
