"Then, what if I kiss you?"
Kiss?!
So, it really wasn't a dream. Shen Jiayin widened her eyes.
Seeing her stuck like that, he got annoyed and said, "What? When I kiss you, what do you take it as?"
This silly girl, if she dares to say it's a dream again, hmph hmph...
Of course, the silly child wouldn't continue saying such a stupid thing like "dream"; she'd say, "artificial, resuscitation."
Yao Ye admired her greatly for this new answer: This silly child even saw through his plan for a French kiss. If there really was a French kiss, it would really be close to artificial resuscitation.
To deal with an exceptionally clever yet silly child, Yao Ye had his ways, raising his eyebrows slightly: "Now I've made it clear, it's not artificial resuscitation, it's not a dream. Shen Jiayin, what do you have to say?"
Say?
What is she supposed to say?
Shen Jiayin was at a loss for words.
Seeing this child go silent, he felt great and countered: "What? Shouldn't you respond to me?"
