As the Ferris Wheel turned, their carriage gradually rose higher. Yuan'en Yehui was immersed in the joy of riding the Ferris Wheel with Chen Ming for the first time.
Watching the Ferris Wheel slowly rise to its highest point, she remembered the plot from the storybooks. At a moment like this, the atmosphere was supposed to be at its most ambiguous. She should be able to steal a kiss, right?
Immediately, she silently recalled the plots from those storybooks while glancing from the corner of her eye at Chen Ming, who was admiring the scenery beside her.
Seizing the moment while he was not paying attention, she rose slightly to reach the right height and leaned in to kiss him. Chen Ming sensed movement beside him and instinctively turned his head, causing their cheeks to face each other.
The next second, both felt the softness and warmth of each other's lips. Surprise flashed through his eyes, while bewilderment flashed through Yuan'en Yehui's crimson eyes.
After they froze for a moment, the one who had initiated the attack was the first to retreat. She quickly pulled away and apologized.
"A-Ming... listen to my explanation. I just... wanted to kiss your cheek..."
Her eyes were full of panic, and her cheeks had turned bright red. She was terrified that he would dislike her and think she was some lustful woman, ruining her image entirely.
Yet Chen Ming grabbed hold of her retreating body. At the same time, a sensation of weightlessness struck her, and she was directly pulled onto his lap.
"Yehui, sneak attacks aren't good. So I'll have to return the favor."
She froze at his words, but before she could react, he leaned in, and their lips met again.
Her face instantly reddened even more. Fortunately, he did not dislike