"I can't believe back in middle school you were a femme fatale," Yan Yu laughed heartily.
"At that time, I didn't know! I was just in middle school!" Lin Ning pouted in annoyance.
For some reason, her posture made her lips seem even more irresistibly delicate, giving Yan Yu the sudden impulse to kiss her and see what Ningning's reaction would be.
It was strange; he hadn't felt this way before. Perhaps it was unlocked by Hongyu, alas!
Yan Yu quickly dismissed the thought. With his worldly experience, there was no way a few nibbles from a woman could relax his Steadfast Will; it must be Ningning's growing charm causing it. Given her serious demeanor and long, dark, pretty-girl looks, it was easy to guess her thoughts – she would surely not refuse a kiss, so his impulse was quite natural.
"You! Why are you..." Perhaps because he stared too long, Lin Ning also felt shy, and her voice grew softer.
"Femme fatale," Yan Yu remarked with a look of distaste.
