"Hm?" Li Changsheng paused, then looked back at her in confusion.
The instant he fully turned around—
Without any warning, Jiang Nannan moved.
Like a gentle yet resolute ray of moonlight, she took a step forward and entered the space directly before Li Changsheng.
Under Li Changsheng's slightly stunned gaze, she suddenly raised her fair, cool, delicate hands and gently—yet incomparably firmly—cupped his face!
The faint coolness at her fingertips intertwined with the delicate warmth of her palms. As she drew near, a subtle maidenly fragrance instantly lingered at Li Changsheng's nose.
Li Changsheng was utterly stunned. His pupils abruptly contracted, and in that instant, the sudden intimate contact left every thought in his mind blank.
Before he could react—
Jiang Nannan had already risen onto her tiptoes, her flawless, breathtaking face rapidly filling his vision!
Under the soft, cold moonlight, she gently closed her eyes. Her long, thick lashes trembled rapidly with nervousness, like the wings of a startled butterfly.
Her rosy lips, like peach blossom petals in March, carried an unyielding, all-or-nothing courage and overflowing tenderness as they clumsily yet resolutely pressed against Li Changsheng's slightly parted lips!
Time seemed to stop at that moment.
The lake was silent, the breeze spoke not a word, and even the moonlight seemed to softly focus upon this small world isolated by the Taiji Diagram.
Their soft lips met. At first, it was merely a cool, hurried touch, carrying the awkwardness and shyness of a maiden's first kiss.
Her breathing was somewhat unsteady, and the fingers cupping Li Changsheng's face curled slightly in nervousness.
Li Changsheng's entire body tensed for an instant. After the blankness in his mind came a volcanic surge of complicated emotions—astonishment, warmth, shock, and heartache and tenderness for this confession she had offered of her own accord.