"Then answer one more question for me, and I'll leave."
"What... what question?"
"What are you thinking right now?"
Zhou Wang spoke softly, holding Jiang Qingkui's cheek to prevent her from avoiding his gaze.
At this moment, the two of them were extremely close. Zhou Wang could clearly feel Jiang Qingkui's erratic, heated breath, and Jiang Qingkui could also catch the strong masculine scent from Zhou Wang.
In this second, their senses were especially intense.
Jiang Qingkui's eyes seemed like a vortex, unconsciously drawing her even closer, leaving only a few centimeters between their lips as if a magnet would pull them together at any moment.
At this close distance, Zhou Wang noticed that Jiang Qingkui's lips were actually quite full, thicker than the other girls he had encountered.
The richly colored lipstick, dotted with stars, layered on her lips, making them all the more sensual.
"Sister Qingkui, do you still have your first kiss?"
