"No, I'm fine just watching you. Go down and have fun; I'll watch from here." As he spoke, he took out some pastries bought from the town and handed them to her. "Are you hungry from running around? Have some more."
She took the pastries and looked down at them.
"I'm not mad at you anymore."
"I know. Hurry up and go down; I feel like someone's about to come and chase us away. Go down and catch more."
At this moment, the little Fox Demon suddenly tiptoed and kissed Zhao Rong.
On the lips.
He was stunned, feeling a bit sticky on his lips. He pressed them together—she had eaten some candy earlier.
Zhao Rong tasted it too.
So sweet, he thought.
After the fleeting kiss from the little Fox Demon, she acted nonchalantly, hands behind her back, looking up at the sky, and remarked, "It seems like it's raining... It's already started, a gentle drizzle."
"I know."
