“Chen Shu, say ah.” Ye Sui moved the first flake of peeled orange to Chen Shu’s mouth.

  As soon as Chen Shu opened his mouth, Ye Sui put the orange in, causing him to subconsciously taste it. The orange is sweet.

  Seeing that Chen Shu had taken a bite, Ye Sui also began to eat oranges while directing him, “I want to go there. Carry me.”


  “And there too.”


  Where Ye Sui’s hand pointed to, Chen Shu would follow. He had no complaint at all as he carried her around the house.

  Ye Sui suddenly called out, “Chen Shu.”


  “Where are we going?” Chen Shu asked.

  Ye Sui didn’t speak. Instead, she turned her head over, leaned her face on Chen Shu’s shoulder, and turned quiet.

  Chen Shu waited for a while but didn’t hear Ye Sui speak. Feeling strange, he looked at her and happened to meet her eyes.

  The lights on top were like colorful twinkling stars in the sky, which fell into Ye Sui’s eyes. Her eyes were bright as she looked at Chen Shu quietly.

  Chen Shu’s breathing stagnated. “Ye Sui, how—”


  Before his words finished, Ye Su suddenly approached, and the distance between the two disappeared. Her lips stuck to his, the soft touch lingering there.

  Ye Sui was drunk and had no control over her strength. Although intending to kiss, It was more like hitting his lips, causing her to frown in pain.

  She neared again, to make up for the regret just now. She moved her lips and kissed him awkwardly.

  Chen Shu didn’t remember the kiss he had with Ye Sui before, so he thought this was their first kiss.

  He was utterly frozen, his breath stuck in his lungs, and the air around evaporated. It seemed as if one more second passed, he would suffocate and die.

  Chen Shu’s voice turned hoarse, and he called Ye Sui’s name with difficulty, “Ye Sui.”