Your Punishment Is to Give Me a Kiss (1)

"Ye," Li Qingcang replied.

He then caressed Ye Tianxin's lips fondly with this hand.

'I must be crazy lately,' he thought.

'I've developed a strange obsession for skinship,' he concluded.

His hands grazed her face followed by her lips.

He felt exceptionally comforted by the mere touch of her skin.

"Ye? Why?" Ye Tianxin asked.

Li Qingcang nodded his head as he explained, "When I was young, my name wasn't Li Qingcang. It was Li Xingye."

"I see," Ye Tianxin replied and found the name rather pleasant. "'Ye' as in the night sky?" she asked.

"Perhaps the name clashes with my horoscope, for I often fell ill. Subsequently, I had my fortunes read and changed my name from Li Xingye to Li Qingcang."

'Li Xingye? Li Qingcang?' Ye Tianxin thought.

"From now on, the name 'Li Xingye' belongs to you," Li Qingcang concluded.

"Li Xingye," Ye Tianxin muttered, and she seemed strangely blissful.