"Rong Rong, I've retrieved the Aromatic Silk Beauty. You can notify your father now."
"Really? I love you to death!"
Ning Rongrong threw her arms around Xu Yichen's neck and kissed him wildly. Luckily, her red lips weren't coated in lipstick, or his face would have been covered in red.
"Alright, alright."
With a look of distaste, Xu Yichen pushed Ning Rongrong's head away and even wiped the saliva from his face.
"You dislike me?"
Ning Rongrong pouted, looking utterly pitiful, as though she might burst into tears the next moment.
"Of course not."
"You do!"
"I really don't."
"I don't believe you."
Xu Yichen pinched Ning Rongrong's chin and pressed his lips to hers. His nimble tongue pried open her pearly teeth, and when Ning Rongrong felt her little pink tongue being teased, her delicate body immediately grew hot and her eyes turned hazy.
Ling Xi was thrilled to see Xu Yichen take the initiative. They had always been the ones to make the first move before; now that Xu Yichen was being proactive, it definitely felt different.
Zhu Zhuqing was also happy for Ning Rongrong. She knew that Ning Rongrong's feelings for Xu Yichen were no less than her own. Though Ning Rongrong had only gotten half of what she wanted, it was still quite nice.
Meng Yiran and the others watched closely as well, commenting from time to time. Bai Chenxiang, standing nearby, was dumbfounded. Why did everyone in Angel Academy seem like hooligans? Even the women.
After a long while.
Xu Yichen pulled away from Ning Rongrong's crystalline, incomparably tender lips and smacked his lips as though savoring the taste.
"Do you believe me now?"
"I do."
Ning Rongrong licked her red lips with her little pink tongue, looking utterly seductive.
"Haha, Rong Rong's been kissed