But when Qin Zhiyou lowered his head and tried to kiss the corner of her mouth, she closed her eyes, turned her head away, and the furrow between her brows deepened slightly. The affection Qin Zhiyou had been harboring instantly felt stabbed by her small action.
He clearly sensed that her initiative just now was only because she was provoked by Qin Zhigu and Cai Yiren.
Given their current level of intimacy, if he wanted to get closer to her—he could only use them.
However, what even Qin Zhiyou hadn't expected was that before he made a move, Qin Zhigu and Cai Yiren were already impatiently taking action.
In the morning, they were still resting on the second floor when downstairs became lively and bustling. After all, it was a graduation trip, and everyone had different schedules, some even got up at five or six in the morning to run, exercise, and memorize English. Qin Zhiyou squinted and glanced at the time; it was just past seven o'clock.