Song Xi remembered the day they first met, and smiled and hugged the person next to him who was leaning on a pillow and reading a book.
"Do you dare to say that you didn't fall in love with me at first sight?"
Han Jingmu raised his eyebrows, put down the book, turned over and supported her on both sides, lowered his head slightly and pressed it against her forehead.
"Guess."
As soon as Song Xi wanted to speak, he leaned over and blocked her mouth, completely forgetting what she wanted to say.
Just when she was about to be addicted to his beauty, he let go of her again, buried his head in the crook of her neck, opened his lips slightly, and breathed warm breath into her ear.
"You didn't fall in love with me at first sight, and now I feel a little bit at a disadvantage."
When Song Xi heard these words, he suddenly woke up. Looking at his slightly closed eyes, his heart moved and he turned his head and raised it slightly.
When Han Jingmu opened his eyes, he saw the person below him looking at him longingly, and then he slowly came closer, imitating his behavior, and put his lips on his, kissing him slowly and gently.
Han Jingmu chuckled and took back the initiative.