Contact?
He was talking about contact, right?
Bo Qian did not want to admit that what she wanted to hear in her hearts was the word ‘communication’.
“Who said that?” Bo Qian’s tone was full of malicious mockery.
“I read it on the internet.” Tang Yu Shu’s plain tone seemed to have not realized her mockery.
“...” Bo Qian curled her lips in disdain, “No matter where you found it, I don’t want to have a meal with you!”
“How about going to the movies?”
“Don’t make it like a date!” Bo Qian shouted violently.
“That’s what I mean.”
“...” Bo Qian’s small face flushed, “I know that you are not sincere. You just want me to reject you, after that, you would think that I have accepted your apology and you will owe me nothing!” A slender finger pointed at him, “I will never forgive you.”
“It’s okay.”
Bo Qian stomped her feel, “Don’t bother me!”
Bo Qian quickly turned and walked towards her house. The motorcycle followed closely behind her, and the sound of the engine made her upset.
“Your motorcycle is too loud!”
“It’s almost twenty years old.”
Who cares about its age!
“Shouldn’t an old motorcycle be thrown away?”
“It has been with me for a long time.”
This is the birthday gift that his father gave to him when he turned 18 and got his driver’s license. Although it is secondhand, it is still good, so he never planned to change it.
“You are in reverse now!”
Tang Yu Shu unexpectedly got off the motorcycle, turned off the engine, and followed behind her.
“Don’t follow me.” She called back angrily.
“You have always followed me before.”
She began to suspect that she is not punishing him, but he is punishing her with what she has done.
After turning into the roadway, passing through two small intersections, she will be at their aprtment complex.
“Our house us here, now go away.”
Tang Yu Shu took the motorcycle aside and stopped. Bo Qian blinked her big eyes and watched him walk straight towards her.
Because his back was straight and he walked fast, it looked like an invisible pressure that she was unable to move.
He walked in front of her, raised her chin, and kissed her.
The kiss was very soft, like a spring breeze sweeping across her tender lips, lightly pecking the upper part of her lips, and then letting go.
He then went back to the motorcycle without saying a word, and drove away.
This… stinky man!
Bo Qian’s arms pressed against her kissed lips, her face flushed with shyness and anger, and she then stomped her foot fiercely.
“Tang Yu Shu, just die!”
Just a kiss.
An unclear kiss, which disturbed her heart that she thought was already cold.
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