Jin Bo watched her expression and, for the first time, deeply understood the idiom "honeyed words, dagger in the heart," more thoroughly and profoundly than when his Chinese teacher explained it dozens of times.
After a while, he uttered softly, "The first time, they mistook me for a robber, heart all a-flutter, and then forced a kiss."
Yan Xiaoxi looked at Jin Bo, "..."
Teasing her again!
Jin Bo asked, "Are you mad?"
Yan Xiaoxi replied, "What do you think?"
Jin Bo squeezed her hand, driving with one hand, "Only you."
Yan Xiaoxi gave a light hum, "Road well-traveled, kissing skills are superb."
Jin Bo tightened his grip on Yan Xiaoxi's hand, "Men in this regard often learn without instruction, especially after special training in the army."
Hearing about special training, she looked at Jin Bo, "Like what?"
Jin Bo glanced at her, "How to resist seduction."
Yan Xiaoxi smiled, "Before this, have you ever been seduced?"
