When Cen Jin returned home, Ms. Qin happened to be washing dishes. Seeing her come back, she casually asked if she's had dinner, but Cen Jin didn't answer her question. Instead, she blushed, lowered her head, and went straight upstairs to her room, closed the door, and touched her thumping chest, unable to calm down for a long time. All she could think about was that unexpected kiss.
After who knows how long, Cen Jin managed to gather her thoughts, casually threw her bag onto a nearby small armchair, strode to the edge of the bed, and fell straight onto the comfortable and soft large bed, anxiously shaking her legs: "Ah~, this is so annoying! Nie Cenjin, look at the mess you've made! How are you going to face him now?"
After venting her anger, Cen Jin felt even more embarrassed and ashamed, slowly raising her hand to touch her soft pink lips, finally burying her head angrily in the pillow: "Ah, what are you thinking, Nie Cenjin, enough already."
