Wang Dong, who had been dead drunk, somehow opened one eye at that moment.
Seeing the two of them kissing, she pouted, an indescribable sour ache welling up in her heart.
She wished she could rush over and pull them apart. Although she thought about it, she did not act.
In the end, the two of them were only roommates...
So Wang Dong could only play the helpless husband, peeking through one open eye as anger seethed inside her.
The kiss lasted a long time-so long that when they parted, a glistening thread stretched between them.
Jiang Nannan panted softly. Her already flushed face reddened further, as though blood might drip from it.
Yang Lin teased softly, "Senior Nannan, I never knew you were so bold."
Jiang Nannan opened her arms and embraced the white-haired boy.
She chided him by his ear:
"It's all because of you. If I didn't make the first move, you'd just stand there like a block of wood. Making a girl take the initiative-you bad boy."
As she spoke, Jiang Nannan gently pressed her cherry-red lips against the white-haired boy's neck and shoulder, leaving a faint mark.
Then she raised an eyebrow at Wang Dong, who was secretly watching.
The latter's chest heaved with anger.
"Sweetheart, once you help me hunt down a Soul Ring, I'll have an even bigger reward for you~"
Jiang Nannan spoke with a hint of temptation.
Hearing that, Yang Lin cupped her delicate face in both hands.
In high spirits, he said, "I'll look forward to it."
Jiang Nannan stared at the white-haired boy's thin lips, swallowed, and tentatively kissed him again.
The bonfire gathering ended.
Those who were a little more sober each dragged a drunken companion back to the dormitories.
"Don't touch me! I don't want you