Xu Hongyu stood still, only gazing at him with a pair of clear, elegant eyes, which held a trace of confusion, seemingly unaware of how she should react at this moment.
Watching Xu Hongyu's naive, confused, and somewhat helpless appearance, Chen Mu felt a slight stir in his heart and, curious to see the reaction of a piece of Cold Jade, he leaned in closer, tentatively lowered his head, and gently captured her soft, tender lips.
The touch was still cool, but now it carried a hint of moistness.
He distinctly felt the pretty person before him stiffen for a moment, but her demeanor remained largely unreactive; her eyes widened slightly more, still conveying a sense of helplessness and incomprehension, like a piece of jade without any movement.
Chen Mu gently probed, feeling that although the pretty person before him had no reaction, she also showed no sign of repulsion or resistance. Facing his advances, she almost offered no resistance, letting him take the lead.