A Fair Competition

Su Yingxue's eyes widened in surprise, her expression frozen amid astonishment.

She heard Chu Yihan continue, "Nine more times."

"No way!"

Su Yingxue immediately and decisively rejected the proposition.

The idea of ten kisses was already pushing the boundaries. Why did he have to extend it to nine more times?

Chu Yihan simply acknowledged her response, his demeanor turning cold.

The room became as frigid as an ice mountain.

Su Yingxue lightly touched the cold jade on her chest, which was still emanating warmth within her body.

With determination, she approached Chu Yihan, facing his profile, and lowered her head for another kiss.

"A click..."

The sound of their lips brushing against each other's skin echoed with a hint of ambiguity.

Gentle.

Delicate.

However, those who listened closely could discern the sound.