Ji Rui never knew he could be so easily satisfied, nor did he know that just a gentle, fleeting kiss could bribe his self-proclaimed strong heart.
Sitting in the back seat, Ji Rui was still savoring the woman's kiss from just moments ago.
That light, green tea-scented kiss.
If he remembered correctly, this should be her first time initiating a kiss with him.
Since they became a couple, Ji Rui had indeed coaxed a few kisses from her, citing his injuries. However, a kiss of her own volition, where she had complete control—this was a first.
Once, during the time when he harbored deep prejudices against Le Tong, he thought she was a frivolous person.
But now, he was a hundred percent sure that she was not only not frivolous, but somewhat conservative.
Or rather, calling her conservative doesn't quite fit; saying she's careful might be more accurate. If she weren't careful, she wouldn't have suggested moving out of his house.
