Long Ji stood rooted to the spot, his face flushed, not knowing where to put his hands. Fusheng’s question was so blunt that he had no idea how to answer.
Fa’er, on the other hand, nodded with complete composure and reached out to brush the dirt off Long Ji’s clothes. He didn't see what the big deal was; among the Zerg, a kiss was nothing. Only Long Ji would react so intensely. Even Fusheng looked perfectly normal.
Like a startled fawn, Long Ji dodged Fa’er’s reaching hand, eyeing him warily as if expecting another forced kiss. He had only just brought up the idea of breaking off their engagement, and Fa’er had looked at him with a murderous, half-smiling expression before pinning him against the wall and kissing him. He had never been kissed before, let alone by a man. He had nearly lost his mind on the spot, waving his arms and shouting. His open mouth had only made things easier for Fa’er, infuriating Long Ji enough to kick him away.
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