"Do you think boys' lips are different from girls' lips?"
"I don't know." Wu Yun replied in a breathy voice, so low that Hu Tianze had to be close to his face to hear him.
"Then do you want to try it?"
Wu Yun looked at Hu Tianze's brown eyes, then lowered his eyes to look at his full lips. He moved closer by accident, and there was a snapping sound in the air.
"Is it the same as a girl's?"
"I don't know."
Hu Tianze reached out and grabbed the back of the boy's head, then lowered his head, but stopped one millimeter away from his lips.
The breath hit Wu Yun's face, and the young man felt itchy. He closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, aimed at the place where he had just kissed, and kissed it again, just like stamping a seal.
"I feel the same."