"Sure, I don't have any ulterior motives..." Shen Mochen wiped off the saliva Ran Linlin had left on his mouth.
"Mhm, okay... Uh, cough." General Yan's face turned bright red, her gaze flitting about, "I haven't really had a boyfriend before, so kissing might not be my forte, ha..."
"No skill needed, just a quick peck."
Shen Mochen coughed, gazing at her eagerly.
After all, this was the boss of his immediate superior, so he dared not take the initiative and could only wait for instructions.
Sensing Shen Mochen's hesitation, General Yan slowly closed her eyes and leaned in of her own accord.
Their lips touched lightly, and the next moment, General Yan felt as if parched land had met sweet rain.
It was like drought-stricken farmland suddenly nourished by a spring drizzle... No, not a drizzle but a storm, quenching the long-thirsty soil!
She couldn't help but clench her fists, letting out a pleased hum from the corner of her mouth.
