How Is There Still Some Left?

Lin Chuxia didn't mind. She nodded and smiled. "Sure, I'll go first."

As she spoke, she took the tissue, bit it between her lips, and turned around.

Seeing this, He Yuqing tore off half with her mouth and turned to face Hong Ran.

Hong Ran quickly tore half of that piece and turned to face Chen Yuxi.

Chen Yuxi did the same, then turned to face Liu Wenjing.

By then, there wasn't much tissue left. Liu Wenjing looked at it and said, "If I tear off another piece, Brother Su Yang probably won't be able to manage it."

Su Yang tilted his head and glanced at it before laughing. "Go ahead and tear it. If it really doesn't work, I'll just drink."

"Okay." Liu Wenjing agreed, then leaned toward Chen Yuxi, tilted her head, and used her mouth to tear off a very short piece.

Everyone immediately burst out laughing at the sight. "Hahaha, Jingjing, Su Yang's probably doomed."

Liu Wenjing smiled smugly and turned to face Su Yang.

Looking at the one- or two-centimeter strip of tissue dangling from her lips, Su Yang scratched his nose. "You know how to tear it, but there's still some left." As he spoke, he leaned forward under everyone's watchful eyes and moved close to Liu Wenjing's face.

When Su Yang approached, Liu Wenjing instinctively swallowed. Her heartbeat sped up without her realizing it.

With an incredibly handsome face so close to hers, Liu Wenjing inexplicably grew nervous. She took a deep breath and unconsciously closed her eyes.

Su Yang carefully moved to bite the tissue between her lips. Just as he was about to touch it, he gently bit the small protruding strip and tore off a centimeter.

"Whoa! Awesome, awesome! Su Su, looks like you'll have to drink, hahaha!" Hong Ran