The metallic taste of blood still lingered in her mouth, but at this moment, she couldn't care less; the myriad of repressed emotions in her heart had been entirely stirred up by this kiss.
All the grievances and resentment accumulated over three years erupted suddenly, "Xi Siyan, what the heck do you really want to do?"
Xi Siyan lifted his head, gazing at her with profound eyes, "I miss you."
Those three low-pitched words did not bring about Zhou Chengchen's moved emotions, instead, they earned her a merciless slap.
"Slap"
The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the car; Zhou Chengchen herself had never imagined that there would come a day when she would slap Xi Siyan, the boy she once liked so much.
However, she did not regret it.
She didn't know what mentality Xi Siyan had when he said those three words, but she knew that they made her feel utterly disgusted.
