Who Asked Me to Like You

Jun Shiling smiled and tapped the corners of his lips. Xia Wanyuan understood and picked up a tissue to wipe it.

However, Jun Shiling had chosen the lower right corner. Xia Wanyuan had wiped the lower left corner. A cream the size of a rice grain still lingered by Xia Wanyuan's lips.

When Xia Wanyuan ate the cake, she first scooped a mouthful of it on the spoon, then gently rolled it up and sipped the cake.

Jun Shiling's eyes darkened as he watched Xia Wanyuan's nimble tongue slice across the spoon. His throat bobbed.

"Is it sweet?" Jun Shiling suddenly asked.

"Sweet." Xia Wanyuan nodded. It was sweet but not greasy. It was still quite delicious.

"Let me try it."

After Jun Shiling finished speaking, he approached Xia Wanyuan. He was already sitting very close to Xia Wanyuan, so he turned slightly. Before Xia Wanyuan could react, he took the small piece of cream from the corner of her lips.