"You know how to cook?"
"Well... I should," Mo Si said. "It just won't be as good as yours."
It was getting late, and it was time for him to go home.
They said their goodbyes at the door again. In just a few more days, he would have to report for duty at the Military Department.
The lamplight of the long night fell on their faces as Jiang Qiuqiu walked Mo Si to the door. He stood on the lower step and she on the upper one, bringing them nearly eye to eye.
She said, "Go home and get some rest! I'll see you tomorrow!"
"We haven't had our kiss today."
"..."
'Is that really all he remembers?'
Just as she was about to lift her head to kiss him, he pulled her into an embrace, his intense presence washing over her.
After a long moment, he left.
Jiang Qiuqiu touched her lips, cursing herself internally.
'I never should have kissed him on the lips that time. Sob... now that he's had a taste, I can't control him anymore.'
