"Su Wanwan, what are you thinking about? You're stiff as a board!" Director Zhang said, both amused and slightly annoyed, "Forget it, go touch up your makeup and come back later."
Su Wanwan felt immensely embarrassed and didn't even dare to glance at Xu Zhan as she quickly slipped into the makeup room.
Xu Zhan took the tissue handed to him by his assistant and wiped his lips; from the kiss earlier, Su Wanwan's lipstick had smudged on him.
Watching the little girl flee in panic, a ripple stirred in Xu Zhan's heart.
Though he appeared calm, he knew that inside, he was anything but calm. A trace of the little girl's touch and breath seemed to linger on his lips, refusing to fade away.
She was undoubtedly inexperienced; even if she had experience, it wasn't much.
Mysteriously, Xu Zhan's mood brightened.
Meanwhile, after Su Wanwan ducked into the makeup room, she quickly took a mouthful of mineral water and rinsed her mouth.
