Trigger warning: Extreme gore, blood, psychopathic killing and torture.
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Mo Qiang reached out and held the mer in her arms, everything happened in such a short time that she did not have the time to think about anything.
She hugged Yi Yazhu to stop him from falling while Yi Yazhu reached out and hugged her as well, as he was afraid to fall. However, the angle at which the two of them were standing, caused Yi Yazhu to fall in such a way that his lips skimmed over Mo Qiang's.
Mo Qiang: (O_O)! (O_O)!
Yi Yazhu: ( ˊo̴̶̷̤ ̫ o̴̶̷̤ˋ)
The two of them separated at once, and even though it was an accident, Yi Yazhu felt his face burn. Did it count as a kiss? Was his first kiss taken away just like that?
No, no. It was not a kiss. How could it be counted as a kiss?
"Here," Mo Qiang, who was just as flustered, reached out and held her hand out to Yi Yazhu. "Hold my hand lest you fall again."