Jiaojiao couldn't help but feel a bit moved. She tried hard to hold her breath and cautiously approached, deliberately pouting her little lips. Just as she was about to get closer, she saw the person she wanted to steal a kiss from suddenly open his eyes.
Jiaojiao paused for a moment, and the next second she swiftly leaned in, took a bite on Duan Xi's lips, then squinted her eyes with a smile and got up to run.
Of course, running away wasn't an option.
Duan Xi extended his hand and hooked Jiaojiao's small waist, pulling her back as she tried to escape after the stolen kiss.
Just as she was about to voice her protest, her little mouth was stopped.
Duan Xi, being three years older than Jiaojiao, was turning twenty this year. A normal twenty-year-old man finds it hard to suppress certain emotions when facing the person they like the most.
Though he remembered Jiaojiao wasn't an adult yet, he often tried his best to restrain himself.
