Ran Yan's heart softened, and she reached out to encircle his neck, giving him a kiss that was neither too deep nor too shallow.
Xiao Song rubbed her hair, "Go ahead, I've already informed Bai Yi to meet you outside."
"So you had already agreed to let me go, yet you still treated me with a cold face," Ran Yan frowned.
"This is a helpless measure, my lady must take it to heart," Xiao Song said with a smile. He paused in his movements, smelled the strong fragrance of tea in the pot, and couldn't help but pat her buttocks, "You've ruined a good pot of tea!"
"Once I find Brother Ten, I'll have him compensate you; he's a wealthy man," Ran Yan jumped away and smiled brightly at him, then hurried down the path.
Xiao Song was stunned for a moment, his slender fingers touching the lips that Ran Yan had just kissed, and a gentle smile bloomed on his face, adding more grace to his demeanor.
