Happy Chinese Valentine's Day. It's a big holiday. It's not kind to abuse. Let's have some warm meat dishes.
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Taking a step forward, Zhuo Ya placed a gentle kiss on his face before he came to his senses, turned around with a smile and ran out the door.
"Remember, drink soup!"
On his face, the warm touch left by her soft lips was still there. It was so gentle, but it was as hot as a soldering iron on his face.
Mingche raised his fingers and stroked the area she kissed, frowning slightly.
Running over quickly, he called out to her loudly.
"Zoya!"
"What's wrong?!" Zhuo Ya, who had already rushed to the courtyard gate, stopped in confusion.
He rushed up and looked at her with clear eyes, "Have you been refining any poison recently? Do you feel any discomfort?!"
"No?" Zhuo Ya raised her hand and stroked her face in confusion, "Is there something wrong with me?!"
Mingche looked at her face carefully, then reached out and took her wrist, placing two fingers on her wrist veins, "Strange, there is nothing abnormal!"
Seeing his solemn expression, Zhuo Ya's tone also became deeper, "What's going on?!"
Mingche retracted her finger and pointed to the place on her face where she had just kissed, "Just now you... After that, I felt my face was as hot as fire, and my heart was beating very fast, so I doubted whether you were poisoned!"
Zhuo Ya was slightly stunned at first, and then wanted to laugh. Looking at his serious expression and a pair of eyes as clear as mountain spring water, she couldn't laugh anymore.
"Are there any other symptoms?!" She looked at his face and asked softly.
Mingche carefully recalled the feeling just now, "It seemed that I was still a little dry in the mouth and flustered..."
Zhuo Ya's cheeks turned pink, "Well, have you ever felt like this before...I mean, when other girls kiss you or approach you?!"
Mingche shook his head, "I remember that when I was very young, there was a little maid in the palace who kissed me while I was sleeping. I just fell asleep in a daze, and I felt that I had forgotten it. By the way... I remembered it.
Yes, I still remember when we first met, we were in the same bed, and I seemed to have had similar symptoms!"
Zhuo Ya pursed her lips, then stretched out her hand to hold his face, "Now, do you feel anything?!"
Mingche only thought she was checking for him and did not avoid it. Feeling the gentle touch from her fingertips, his heartbeat sped up inexplicably. He subconsciously looked away from her, "My heart is beating so fast."
Soon, the feeling was very similar to the one just now, except..."
Zhuo Ya raised her other hand, held his face, and asked him to look at her, "Just what?!"
Her face was close at hand, and the girl's unique fragrance naturally overflowed into his nose. His heart was beating more and more urgently, and he was also in a panic. His eyes fell on her lips unconsciously. He really wanted to see her again.
Feel the softness of those lips.
"I think I must have been poisoned!" Mingche tried hard to look away and not look at her lips, "I had some strange thoughts inexplicably..."
"What do you want to do?!" Zhuo Ya moved closer to him, and her hands became tighter.
Mingche had no choice but to look at her face, his tone full of apology, "I can't say that, it's blasphemy to you!"
Putting her lips to his ear, she asked softly, "Do you want to kiss me?!"
Ming Che nodded.
Zhuo Ya's eyes flashed with cunning, she straightened up, but her face deliberately showed a solemn look, "Mingche, you are indeed poisoned. This kind of poison is called love poison!"