Qin Che unpacked a new toothbrush and placed it in the water glass on the sink.

You squeezed toothpaste onto both toothbrushes and picked up one to start brushing.

This sink is quite spacious; it's not too crowded for the two of you to brush your teeth together.

As the foam fills your mouth, you look at Qin Che brushing his teeth diligently in the mirror, and suddenly a mischievous idea pops into your head again.

You braced yourself on the table with one hand, stood on tiptoe, and quickly kissed him on the cheek.

Pure white, slightly cool toothpaste foam covered Qin Che's face.

"Hahahahaha..."

You can't help but laugh, finding Qin Che, with his face covered in toothpaste, exceptionally cute.

He stopped what he was doing and glanced at you.

You immediately back down.

"I was wrong, I won't do it again."

You verbally apologized very readily, but you couldn't hide the smile in your eyes.

"You can say your last words now."

Oh my god, I'm really angry.

Qin Che lifted you up with one hand as you tried to shrink back.

A feeling of weightlessness washes over you, and you feel a wetness on your bottom as you sit on the washbasin.

"Qin Che, Qin Che, I was wrong, I won't do it again, please forgive me one more time."

You can't run away, so throw your toothbrush into the sink and quickly beg for mercy.

Qin Che sneered, wiping a bit of foam from the corner of his mouth, and said, "You've said this too many times. You have no sincerity at all."

"Then, I'll let you kiss me back."

You were still annoyed that your brain couldn't keep up with your mouth, thinking that this impulsive suggestion would anger him again, but you didn't expect him to reply with this.

"This was your invitation."

The next moment, he leaned in and pressed his lips against yours, kissing and caressing them.

The hand that's connected to you inserts into your fingertips, interlocks your fingers, and then pulls your hand back to wrap around your waist.

With his other hand, he firmly supports the back of your head, not allowing you to retreat even an inch.

Before you could even finish your shock, you heard him say in a low voice, tinged with displeasure, "Open your mouth."

Your subconscious obedience made him hum softly with pleasure.

His hot breath splashed on your face, his tongue invading every inch of your mouth.

Their lips and tongues intertwined, the kiss, cool and minty, was exceptionally passionate. He greedily devoured the air from your mouth, like a wild beast eager to swallow you whole.

Qin Che is simply too charming.

It makes you unable to resist hooking your arms around his neck and wanting to respond to him more passionately.

Your response only fueled the fire to burn even more fiercely.

Your heart is pounding, and the tension makes it hard to breathe.

............................................

You let out a muffled groan of discomfort.

Qin Che noticed your unusual expression, and he reluctantly released your lips. As your lips parted, a thin, silvery thread stretched out, the cool touch of it breaking lingering on your lips.

He held you firmly, looking at your dazed eyes, and frowned as he whispered, "Breathe."

You leaned softly against him, regaining some of your composure as you gasped for breath.

"How are you going to review last night's dream if you're like this..."

You were very unhappy with his sarcastic remark. After regaining some strength, you pulled him close, rested your head on his shoulder, and bit Qin Che's neck.

"Hiss... a sharp-toothed kitten."

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