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His lips were only so lightly pressed against hers, and then he said in a low voice: "You know? This kiss scene was added by the director just now. It's for you."
Sa Shuang was taken aback by these words, and a icy chill ran down his back.
Her eyes were focused, looking at Qin Haoran's clear eyes, she opened her mouth slightly to say something, but before she could say anything, the back of her head was grabbed by him and pulled towards her.
The pressure on her lips increased, and something slipped into her mouth.
Sa Shuang only felt flustered, her first kiss.
She wanted to leave it to someone for the first time.
A sharp knife slashed across her heart, feeling sad for a while, she closed her eyes, but bit down hard.
There is a fishy and salty taste between the lips and teeth, but the greasy feeling still exists.
Sa Shuang opened his eyes in shock, and met Qin Haoran's eyes.
No emotional fluctuations can be seen in the clear eyes, like a deep pool, bottomless.
Sashuang's heart trembled suddenly, and his eyes began to slack.
Who did she think of? Whose eyes, whose face, whose figure, whose determination, and whose stubbornness are in front of me.
The temperature on the lips disappeared.
A slightly hoarse male voice murmured, "How about being my woman?"
Such a light voice, such a soft tone, sounded more like a confession of love, Sa Shuang thought it was just his own auditory hallucinations, his brain was in a mess, and he tried his best to focus his eyes, but it was in vain.
The scene was silent. Everyone looked at the two of them.
Qin Haoran straightened up and looked at Sa Shuang, with blood stains protruding from the corner of his lips.
The assistant on one side had already stepped forward, holding the tampon but unable to do it.
Sa Shuang stood on the side in a daze, until someone pulled his arm forcefully, and then he came back to his senses.
"Winnie?" Youxin looked at her anxiously, and Sa Shuang came back to his senses.
"What's the matter with you, how did you bite Haoran?" Youxin's words were like thunder on a sunny day, and Sashuang was startled suddenly, and his face turned red instantly.
There was a bang in my mind, and then went blank.
There are too many fragments swarming in, making her overwhelmed.
After a while of fuss, Sa Shuang finally understood.
Her first kiss, gone.
Sa Shuang raised his eyes to look at Qin Haoran, his heart suddenly felt empty.
There is no sadness, no desolation, not even chagrin and anger.
She just looked at him so calmly. Even she herself wondered why she could stand here so peacefully and indifferently.
Instead of stepping forward according to common sense, he slapped him confidently.
He also looked at her calmly, with bright red blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes calm and forbearing.
People around looked at the two of them.
The kiss just now fell into the eyes of everyone.
Such a stubborn kiss actually had a sad taste, which made people feel inexplicably sour.
Sa Shuang finally came back to his senses, but his mind was still blank.
Just turned around intuitively and walked out of the scene.
Qin Haoran's eyes followed her all the time. Seeing her pulling her skirt, walking a little hurriedly, her back is so slender, but straight.
He only felt that his eyes were burned, and before his brain had time to react, his body had already instinctively moved.
He stepped forward, grabbed her arm tightly, and pulled her to his side with a firm hand.
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