"Ah? Have you figured it out?"
Gu Li suddenly turned her head, her eyes glimmering with a light, shallow laughter.
"Yeah."
Mo Shiting nodded with a smile, leaned over, and pecked her lips. "Is this how it's explained? Hm?"
The lingering "hm" in his melodious voice, carrying a hint of sensuality, made Gu Li's heart quiver involuntarily.
She punched him in jest, "You rascal, always taking advantage of me."
Mo Shiting just smiled and didn't respond. He gently held the back of her neck, propping up her head with his hand.
Feeling his warm hand gently combing through her hair, Gu Li blinked subconsciously. Then, she heard his magnetic voice, "Seems like you prefer the following explanation."
Before Gu Li could react, his handsome face was once again close to hers, kissing her lips.
Gu Li's face blushed slightly, but instead of pushing him away, she closed her eyes in response.