He looked up in astonishment.
Coming into view was Jiang Wei's stunningly beautiful face, just inches away.
In her eyes, clear as rubies.
At the moment roiled an emotion Fang Qingyu had never seen before, extremely complex and intense.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
The snow whipped up by the cold wind danced around them.
In the instant Fang Qingyu had yet to fully react.
Jiang Wei stood on tiptoe.
A soft touch imprinted on Fang Qingyu's slightly parted lips.
Boom!
Fang Qingyu's starry eyes suddenly widened.
Within them reflected clearly were Jiang Wei's tightly closed eyes and slightly trembling long lashes.
That feeling was warm, cool, and soft, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl, yet scorching like a brand.
Instantly igniting all of his sensory nerves.
He... had been abruptly kissed?!
This thought exploded, both absurd and real.
Yet, just as his stunned nerve ends were transmitting signals of "revenge"...
The figure before his eyes.
