She felt her cheek being kissed by his warm lips. Jiang Ruan's eyelashes, wet with tears, fluttered lightly, and she glared at him with tear-streaked cheeks.
"You're lying. How can tears be sweet? They're clearly salty."
Bao Ye licked his lips, "Tsk."
"Don't believe it?"
With that, he leaned closer to her eyes, gave them a kiss, then pinched her chin and lowered his head to kiss her directly.
The unexpected kiss made Jiang Ruan blink and feel a bit sluggish, but she soon gave in.
There was the sweet taste of red wine between their lips.
It wasn't until she was nearly breathless that Bao Ye released her, his voice hoarse, "See, I wasn't lying, was I?"
Jiang Ruan's cheeks turned crimson, "That's because you just drank wine."
"It's the taste of red wine, not my tears."
She said with dry eyes.
Bao Ye pinched her face, chortling teasingly, "Oh~, so it was the taste of wine."
Jiang Ruan huffed, turned her head, and ignored him.
