Jiang Jingchen took a big step toward Tang Beibei, clasped the back of her neck, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
"Obedient Beibei, you're not smart enough to make up nonsense."
"I'm not making up nonsense. I love you the most, Brother Jing."
Jiang Jingchen curled his lips and was in a good mood.
He rubbed her cheeks with both hands. The woman was happy to indulge him and snuggled against his palms fawningly.
Jiang Jingchen squatted down in front of her. "Come on up."
Tang Beibei smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. She lowered her head and kissed his ear as she said shyly, "My Brother Jing smells the best!"
"..."
Jiang Jingchen couldn't hold it any longer. The gloominess in his eyes disappeared and he couldn't help but smile. His handsome face was more eye-catching than a blooming flower.
Ruan Qi watched as the two of them walked away and nudged Fu Jin with her elbow.