A billion thoughts appeared in his mind, and Fung Qi-Wei's words replay in his thoughts. "You kissed her... You kissed her... You kissed her..." Yang Tian-Xu's eyes remained opened wide for the longest time. Then he turned his head to face Fung Qi-Wei. "I did what?" he asked, as he became confused. Too shocked to believe it, as he thought to himself, "Who did I kissed?"
Fung Qi-Wei's voice sounded calm, it was like he could read Yang Tian-Xu's thoughts, and said it like it was not a big deal. "You kissed her, Wang Yi-An."
Once again, Yang Tian-Xu's body froze. He couldn't move, his mind went blank, as he could recall what had happened last night. Yang Tian-Xu felt like his world had crumbled down before his eyes. It's not that he didn't want to kiss her, he wanted it to be more romantic.
