"I want to kiss, kiss me, okay?" He Zhiming said coquettishly
"No, I'm very busy now, honey," Ye Zhien said helplessly
"Just a kiss, okay?" He Zhiming tugged at the corner of Ye Zhien's clothes.
"Don't act like a spoiled brat. You can't stand it." Ye Zhien looked at He Zhiming and said
Suddenly, He Zhiming stood up and walked over, leaned down, held Ye Zhien's face with his hands, and kissed her gently.
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