Gu Yuheng laughed and countered, "What do you mean by 'like this'? You've taken away my other benefits, are you telling me you won't even give me a kiss?"
Gu Yuheng had long perfected his shamelessness to an art form.
Seeing that Lin Chuxia was unmoved, he simply stood his ground stubbornly, playing the scoundrel: "I don't care, if you don't give me a kiss, then I'll just stand here and stare at you."
Lin Chuxia: "..."
She hadn't yet mastered her art, and ultimately, she was defeated by his thick-skinned tactics.
"Fine, then kiss me," she conceded.
Having said that, she tilted her face up with the air of someone bravely facing their doom.
Gu Yuheng found her reaction amusing, and, pulling his hand out of his pocket, he chuckled, "Then I won't be polite."
The kiss that Gu Yuheng mentioned wasn't ever just a peck, and even if it was, it would last a little longer than a moment.
