Chen Jinbei's heart skipped a beat, and the tips of his ears turned red in an instant. "Mm."
Cheng Yan's gaze lingered on his burning ears. Teasingly, he asked, "Then why are you blushing?"
Chen Jinbei stared blankly, then touched his face with his left hand. Cheng Yan licked his lips, stepped forward, and took Chen Jinbei's left hand, placing it against his ear. With a smile, he said, "Can't you tell what's burning?"
Cheng Yan moved close to Chen Jinbei. His breath tickled Chen Jinbei's ear, sending tingles through him. He tilted his head slightly and held Chen Jinbei's chin with his other hand, about to kiss him. Chen Jinbei leaned back. The man's dark lashes fluttered, followed by the warmth of his lips. Chen Jinbei wasn't exactly staying still; he seemed to be resisting, so Cheng Yan paused and let go. A few seconds after his hand dropped, Chen Jinbei suddenly pulled Cheng Yan toward him with his left hand, offering his lips. "I don't like being passive."
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