Although it was just a little kiss, it still made my breathing disturbed for a moment, especially when I saw so many people looking at us.

Christian was openly admiring my panic, the smile on his face amplified a little, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed my face.

"Why are you so cute and blushing?"

I subconsciously covered my face that was burning up and muttered in a small voice.

"I'm 26, and you use the word cute to describe me?"

Christian laughed, "Even if you are 62, and you're still cute in my eyes."

I looked at him in a trance, and my thoughts drifted far away for...