Nian Xiaomu: "…!!"
This was awkward.
"Good night!" As soon as she replied to him, she turned around to enter her room, but was stopped because he was holding her back.
Nian Xiaomu turned to face him with a look of bewilderment.
As Yu Yuehan stared back at her nervous little face, he pointed his slender finger at his own handsome face and said, "We haven't kissed each other good night."
Nian Xiaomu: "…"
Before she could even react, he had already stooped down to give her a peck on the lips.
Then, straightening his body, he reached out to pat her on the head and walked off in satisfaction.
For a long time, Nian Xiaomu could not snap back to her senses and stood rooted to the ground in front of the door. Then, her fingers reached up to her lips that had just been kissed by Yu Yuehan.
Liar!
He had pointed at his face, but kissed her on the lips!