In the end, Qin Jin still managed to restrain his desire, slowly releasing the woman beneath him, with a faint curve on his lips. His dark eyes were striking, so much so that one couldn't escape the light in the man's gaze.
"So, do you still think my kissing skills are bad now?"
Gu Xiran: "..."
Of course, they're not bad.
Originally, it should have been a pretentious speech, but Qin Jin's cold and aloof nature made his words sound utterly cool and filled with a bit of Leng Lie. Gu Xiran's lips curled up, wondering why she found the man so childish.
"No, it's fine. With your sparring just now, I think I'll definitely perform well tomorrow."
Qin Jin watched as Gu Xiran blatantly lied with her eyes open and ruthlessly exposed her: "If I remember correctly, the scenes you're shooting tomorrow are from your childhood, so don't think too much."
Gu Xiran: "..."
This cold and aloof man, clearly knows everything in his heart, yet still, pretends not to say anything.
