The youth's breath hitched, and his ears flushed red as he gulped down the red wine.
The moment her soft lips were about to part from his, he set down the crystal wine glass, cupped the back of her head, and leaned in to kiss her.
Faint, tangy, and sweet orange-scented pheromones emanated from the youth.
She was enveloped in his kiss, surrounded by the faint scent of orange soda.
It was a deep and lingering kiss.
After a long moment, her cheeks flushed, she gently pushed him away and leaned into the crook of his arm, breathing softly.
Jiang Xinli was not a good drinker.
Just that little bit of red wine was enough to make her tipsy.
Her eyes crinkled with a smile as she looked at the youth before her, whose ears were beet-red. "I want to hear you sing..."
"And I want to see you dance... You said last time... that you'd perform... the Peacock dance for me..."
