Voluntary Memory Loss

Before the sentence could end, a light kiss fell onto her lips.

It was a fleeting kiss, the time taken for the red lights to turn green.

The unique tobacco and mint scent and the cooling sensation both lingered on her lips.

At this moment, Qin Mo was still dressed in the police uniform and the curve of his perfect face was illuminated from the soft light.

Her heart raced and her mind blanked out momentarily. When she had finally processed the situation, Qin Mo had moved away. She was faced with his dark brows and beautifully shaped lips with a hint of her scent lingering behind.

The traffic lights had changed.

Qin Mo seemed to smile as he restarted the ignition. Under the faint glow were the youngster's increasingly reddening ears.

Bo Jiu was determined to keep the flush away. Therefore, she coughed lightly and took her phone out to read the news.