Worried

"Give me a kiss," Jia Yuze said, "A goodnight kiss, then we will leave."

He lifted his hand and pointed to his own lips.

Qiao Qing covered her lips, "It still hurts."

"Just a peck," Jia Yuze said.

Qiao Qing felt so nervous that breathing became difficult for her. First, he kissed her, totally not giving her a chance to resist.

Although, she had never thought of rejecting either. But she was still passive. Now, Jia Yuze wanted her to take the initiative to kiss him.

Qiao Qing gathered her courage, closed her eyes and braced herself as she leaned forward and gave Jia Yuze a peck on his lips.

She was just about to lean back when his palm cupped the back of her head.

He leaned in at once. He said he just wanted a peck, yet he turned around and gave her a deep kiss. In the end, Qiao Qing really felt it was too painful and she gasped slightly.

Jia Yuze immediately let go.