Ah... don't let the innocent get caught in the crossfire.
Zhang Qiuwen held a pair of scissors, picked the clearest and prettiest photo, and snip, snip, cut it out.
"This one looks best. I'll put it in a frame, mount it, and give it to Brother Qin. Hopefully Brother Qin won't hold it against me for calling at such a bad time..."
Chapter 52
Chi Ning felt as though Qin Heng had kissed all the oxygen out of him.
It felt like a long time had passed.
So long that Chi Ning was completely dazed. Only then did Qin Heng wrap an arm around him and gently set him down in a chair.
Chi Ning sat there blankly, having even forgotten why he and Qin Heng had ended up kissing.
Qin Heng pressed his lips together, guiltily pulled a wet wipe from his pocket, tore open the packaging, unfolded it, folded it into a small square, and wiped Chi Ning's mouth.
The warm wet wipe touched his lips.
Chi Ning hissed from the sting.
The wipe was mint-flavored.
In a hoarse voice, he said, "It burns."
Qin Heng blurted out, "Not as much as you."
Chi Ning:?
He looked up suspiciously, thinking he had misheard.
Qin Heng's ears turned bright red.
How had he said something like that? Maybe because he was too happy.
Before confessing, he had imagined many different reactions from Chi Ning. The one thing he had never expected was for Chi Ning to get so anxious that he grabbed him and kissed him.
How could someone be so sincere and adorable, so pure and yet so fiery?
Qin Heng looked at Chi Ning, wondering whether he would hate what he had just said.
At last, under Qin Heng's focused, burning gaze, Chi Ning realized what he