It was a touch as light as a dragonfly skimming the water's surface, yet it sent giant ripples through Song Changsheng's heart. It was almost laughable, but across two lifetimes, this was his first time.
It left him stunned, frozen to the spot.
Zhuang Yuechan, on the other hand, immediately regretted her bold move. She couldn't believe how forward she had been, and for a moment, her thoughts were in a complete tangle.
But when she saw his dumbstruck expression, she couldn't help but laugh. It was the first time she had ever seen him look like that.
The sight did much to ease her own embarrassment and shyness.
Hearing Zhuang Yuechan's bell-like laughter, Song Changsheng gradually came to his senses. He immediately cursed himself internally for being so pathetic. 'It was just a kiss. How could I lose my composure over that? What a sorry performance.'
