At that moment, free from the cameras and the Production Team, their world held only each other.
Ning Chunchi walked over and stopped in front of Jiang Yumiao.
Jiang Yumiao's eyes brimmed with joy as he said softly, "You found me, gege."
A nasty little voice had been clamoring inside Ning Chunchi all along. He couldn't make out what it was saying, only that it had something to do with "bullying" Little Grape.
He no longer wanted to hold himself back, nor could he.
His eyes dark, Ning Chunchi watched Jiang Yumiao for a moment, then raised his hand. With exquisite gentleness, he threaded his fingers through Jiang Yumiao's hair, stroked his cheek, and slid farther down.
Jiang Yumiao felt the cool touch of fingers against his chin. His pupils widened slightly at where they rested, as though it reminded him of something.
This time, Ning Chunchi showed no mercy. He tilted Jiang Yumiao's chin up and kissed him hard.
It was no fleeting brush of lips, but a kiss that drew their lips and tongues together.
It had nothing of the gentleness his hand had shown just moments before.
It was a storm of a kiss, forceful enough to devour everything, leaving the man before him unable to resist, able only to take it.
This was his punishment for Little Grape.
Looking at Ning Chunchi's face so close to his own, Jiang Yumiao's eyes went wide. His mind first went blank, then snapped awake as though jolted by electricity, and he realized what Ning Chunchi was doing to him.
He could barely breathe!
Jiang Yumiao first pushed against Ning Chunchi's chest, only for it to be taken as coy resistance, making the kiss even fiercer.
He had no choice but to clench his hand into a fist and pound