Kiss Me

You Chen lowered his eyes, looking at Ji An’s face, the one that had appeared in his dreams countless times over the years, streaming with tears as fierce as those in his dreams.

He sighed. How was it that after all these years had passed, when Ji An faced him, he still could only say, You Chen kiss me.

Sharp-tongued but soft-hearted gong × timid, kiss-me-obsessed little stammering shoou