Ye Lingling shook her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz:
"I... I hardly ever talk to anyone... except Yan Yan. She's my best friend, and my only one."
She paused, hesitating for a moment, then summoned her courage and raised her eyes slightly to look at Lin Jiang. A complicated light flickered in her pale gray eyes.
"But now..." She didn't finish, but her meaning was clear.
Lin Jiang smiled faintly and picked up where she left off. "Of course we're good friends too."
"Really?"
Ye Lingling's eyes lit up at once, like stars set aflame. A delighted smile bloomed across her face, so pure it made one's heart tremble.
"That's wonderful! I'm so glad... I got to know you." She added the last part in a small voice, her tone full of sincere joy.
Without either of them noticing, the distance between them gradually shrank.
The atmosphere turned subtle and flirtatious, as if the air were filled with a sweet scent that made their hearts race.
Starlight and moonlight spilled over them, seeming to drape the pair in a dreamy veil.
Lin Jiang looked at her lips, pink and slightly parted, so close he could almost touch them,
and at her beautiful eyes, reflecting his own image, full of shyness and anticipation.
A certain impulse in his heart could no longer be restrained.
He murmured softly, his voice full of boundless affection. "Silly girl."
Ye Lingling instinctively pouted in protest, her voice soft and sweet. "I'm not silly..."
Before she could finish, Lin Jiang slowly lowered his head and captured her two cool yet remarkably soft and sweet lips.
"Mmm—!"
Ye Lingling's eyes flew wide open, her pale gray pupils filled with disbelief and panic!
It seemed that all the blood in her body rushed to