Looking at Tang Xinrou’s actions and the way that An Feiran cherished his clothes, Song Jingwan guessed that the clothes didn’t belong to him. Perhaps, they were rented.
Now that Tang Xinrou appeared, her guess had an explanation.
It was really unexpected.
Tang Xinrou actually fell for a man that she didn’t want. This made her feel proud and happy.
“No, no, no. Compared to you, there are still some differences. For example…”
Tang Xinrou grabbed An Feiran’s tie and kissed him hard on the lips. Then, she lazily leaned into his embrace and threw a provocative look at Song Jingwan.
Her waist was suddenly hugged. Tang Xinrou froze. Taking advantage of the delay in Song Jingwan’s reaction, she fiercely glared at An Feiran.
An Feiran’s porcelain-white skin was flushed red. He avoided her gaze, not daring to look her in the eyes.
“See? This is the difference between you and me. You can do whatever you want, but do you think he’ll pay attention to you? Huh?”
Song Jingwan’s smug smile completely disappeared when she saw Tang Xinrou kissing An Feiran.
She gritted her teeth. “Fine, you win.”
“Pfft, you want to fight me? You’re not worthy!”
Tang Xinrou looked at her disdainfully and held An Feiran’s hand in a domineering manner. “Let’s go!”
An Feiran’s eyes curved. “Okay.”
He quietly held her small, soft hand.
Tang Xinrou’s expression didn’t change. She raised her head and puffed out her chest as she walked proudly.
But after she was out of that piercing line of sight, Tang Xinrou’s disguise instantly collapsed.
She flung An Feiran’s hand away in disgust and puffed up her cheeks as she glared at him. “Who let you hold my hand? Also, you were taking advantage of me just now, right? An Feiran, do you want to die?!”
An Feiran was innocent and aggrieved. His hand was flung away, and he was somewhat at a loss.
“You pulled me first.”
“I…” Tang Xinrou placed her hands on her hips. “That was because I couldn’t stand Song Jingwan, so I deliberately provoked her!”
“You even kissed me.”
“Cough…” Tang Xinrou felt guilty for a moment, and her eyes drifted away. “I kissed you because I thought highly of you! That was your honor!”
An Feiran nodded lightly and said, “Oh…well that was my first kiss.”
His eyes were clear and black, as clean as the spring water from a mountain. Seeing this, Tang Xinrou’s face turned so hot that she thought she was about to die. She licked her dry lips and tried her best to put on a confident look.
“So what if it was your first kiss? Do you mean that I took advantage of you after kissing you? Your first kiss was my first kiss! What? Don’t tell me you regret it? Then go find Song Jingwan!”
As she spoke, she made herself angry. With a cold snort, she turned around and left in a huff.
An Feiran touched his lips and followed.
“Your first kiss? Really?”
“What do you think? Did you really think you suffered a loss?!”
Tang Xinrou gritted her teeth and suddenly reached out to push him viciously against the wall of the corridor. Before her brain could react, she had already kissed him again.
This time, it wasn’t just a casual kiss, but a domineering one.
Although she was mentally experienced when it came to things like this, in reality, she didn’t have any experience at all.
It was purely based on instinct.
She closed her eyes tightly, her thick eyelashes fluttering rapidly, constantly sweeping over An Feiran’s skin.
The boy’s dark and clear eyes were filled with joy. He reached out and grabbed her waist. Before Tang Xinrou noticed, their positions had already flipped.
Tang Xinrou stared in shock, her back pressed against the slightly cold wall.
