This kiss, it dimmed the skies; this kiss, it could dry the seas and split rocks; this kiss, it transcended time itself.
They had no idea how long they kissed, but eventually, the two parted.
Tang Yumeng's face was flushed red; Lin Chuan's kiss almost suffocated her. With a crimson face and heaving chest, she said, "You little rascal, were you trying to suffocate me? Didn't you realize I almost smothered?"
"I was giving sister artificial respiration," Lin Chuan teased.
"Get out of here," Tang Yumeng shyly glared at Lin Chuan.
"Sis, your smile is truly beautiful," Lin Chuan said, gazing at Tang Yumeng like a love-struck fool. Indeed, it's no wonder Liu Dagu kept her in his thoughts. It's equally unsurprising that Bai Yifan, a son of the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Committee and a quintessential example of a 'second-generation official' and a 'second-generation wealthy', would be hopelessly captivated by Tang Yumeng.
