Bo Yan had spent the entire evening matching wits with her to no avail, never expecting that Xia Siyu would suddenly pull such a move at the end.
She hadn't put on lipstick or perfume today, having just eaten spicy duck neck and drunk beer instead. This made the kiss spicy and somewhat intoxicating. Just as Bo Yan wanted to continue, Xia Siyu quickly pulled back. His hand reached out, fingertips almost grazing her arm as they slid all the way down. By the time his fingertips fell from her arm, she had already retreated two steps back.
Bo Yan wanted to say something, but Xia Siyu opened the door and playfully looked back, saying, "Goodnight, Mr. Bo."
Only then did he remember that this fellow still had the microphone on, so it had only been like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water — a brief touch before separating.
Afterwards, Xia Siyu closed the door, leaving Bo Yan standing outside for a long time without moving.
