This question sobered Meng Ruozhao up a bit.
She frowned slightly, and a hint of hesitation and practical considerations welled up in her heart.
"I..."
She paused, her voice tinged with hesitation.
"I just broke up with Yan Qiubai not long ago... It's too soon to be with you... Do you think I'm being too hasty? Or... too impetuous?"
She was worried about the outside world's judgment, and even more worried about what Pei Jiangmu would think of her.
The end of one relationship and the start of another so closely together were bound to attract criticism.
"Not at all!"
Pei Jiangmu almost immediately retorted, his tone urgent and firm.
He took a small step back, cupped her face with both hands, and forced her to look into his eyes, which were unusually bright in the dim light.
"I fell in love with you at first sight, sister. I've liked you since the first time I saw you."
His eyes were burning with passion as he made no attempt to hide his feelings.
"But it took you several months to admit that you had a little bit of a crush on me. How is that hasty?"
He analyzed seriously, his eyes full of sincerity.
"Moreover, as long as it's the right person, does it really matter whether it's a little earlier or a little later?"
"We like each other, and we're both single now. Why can't we be together?"
His logic was simple and straightforward, yet it carried an irresistible sincerity.
Meng Ruozhao watched him as he argued anxiously.
The beautiful eyes reflected the flickering light, filled with unfeigned earnestness and longing.
The hesitation and concerns in her heart suddenly melted away like ice and snow under the sun.
She couldn't help but smile softly. With a teasing thought in mind, she tilted her head and asked, "Are you the right person for me?"
This question was meant to be a bit of a jest, to see him get even more flustered.
However, upon hearing this, Pei Jiangmu's eyes instantly became even more stubborn, and a hint of unyielding dominance crept into them.
He moved closer until their noses were almost touching. He enunciated each word clearly and firmly.
"I am the right person for you."
It wasn't a question or a plea, but a declaration.
After saying that, he seemed to realize his tone was too harsh and immediately softened, like a large feline retracting its claws.
Then he gently pressed his forehead against hers and rubbed it back and forth. His voice was soft and low, full of a strong sense of coquetry.
"Sister... I am. Don't deny it..."
This almost childish intimacy and straightforward coquetry.
Combined with his flawless face and his focused and affectionate eyes, formed an overwhelming and irresistible allure.
Meng Ruozhao's heart completely melted into a pool of warm water.
She looked at his close - up features, his slightly aggrieved and expectant eyes, his beautifully curved thin lips that were slightly pursed, and felt his warm breath mingling with her own...
Everything seemed to fall into place naturally.
On the TV, the movie happened to switch scenes at this moment. The warm yellow light gently enveloped the two people snuggled on the sofa, creating a hazy halo around them.
Meng Ruozhao didn't say anything else. She just tilted her head slightly and closed her eyes.
It was a silent invitation.
Pei Jiangmu's breath caught in his throat, and his heart pounded like a drum.
He looked at her fluttering eyelashes and her glistening lips. All his reason and self - restraint crumbled at this moment.
He lowered his head and gently, reverently pressed his lips against the softness he had longed for.
At first, their lips just touched, rubbing gently, filled with tentative exploration and utmost cherish.
It was as if he was confirming that this wasn't a fragile dream.
Meng Ruozhao felt his cautious touch. Her heart felt like it was being gently tickled by a feather. A strange and intense throb quickly spread from their connected lips to her entire body.
She responded somewhat clumsily and submissively, even unconsciously parting her lips slightly.
This subtle action was like turning on a switch.
Pei Jiangmu's breathing instantly became heavy. The gentle kiss suddenly deepened, becoming passionate and lingering.
He no longer just sampled lightly. Instead, he greedily absorbed her sweetness, driven by a sense of ecstasy at having regained something precious and a long - suppressed affection.
Meng Ruozhao was kissed breathless by his sudden intensity. Her mind went blank, and she could only respond instinctively.
Her hands unconsciously climbed onto his shoulders, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened on the fabric of his clothes.
The air was filled with ambiguous sounds and their disordered breathing.
The warm light from the floor lamp cast their overlapping shadows on the wall, swaying gracefully.
In this corner gently wrapped in the halo, all the hesitation, concerns, and past shadows seemed to be temporarily dispelled.
All that remained were their mutually acknowledged feelings and this long, throbbing kiss.
It wasn't until Meng Ruozhao felt like she was about to run out of oxygen that Pei Jiangmu reluctantly pulled back a little.
But his forehead still pressed against hers, and their noses rubbed against each other. Both of them were breathing heavily.
His eyes were as deep as a secluded pool, churning with the still - unsubsided passion and love that was too thick to dissolve.
"Now... are we officially together, sister?"
He asked hoarsely, stubbornly seeking a final confirmation.
Meng Ruozhao's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were hazy with a shimmering light from the kiss.
She looked at his persistent expression, and the last bit of uncertainty in her heart vanished into thin air.
She nodded gently, her voice slightly breathless and shy, but extremely clear.
"Yes. We're together."
This soft "yes" was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up turbulent waves in Pei Jiangmu's heart.
Overwhelming ecstasy instantly broke through all his self - restraint. He lowered his head again and kissed her deeply.
This time, it was filled with an undeniable sense of possession and the cherish of something regained.
Meng Ruozhao could clearly feel his accelerating heartbeat through the thin fabric, resonating with her own pounding heart.
A strange, dizzying throb swept over her, making her weak all over. She could only cling to him and sink into this warm ocean of breath that he dominated.
Everything happened so naturally, as if it was meant to be.
Saying yes to him seemed like the most natural thing to do.
He was sincere and passionate. He appeared when she needed him the most, offering her unreserved protection and just - right companionship.
She couldn't find a reason to refuse.
However, beneath this seemingly perfect sweetness, a fleeting sense of fear quietly welled up deep in Meng Ruozhao's heart.
The feeling passed so quickly that she almost thought it was an illusion.
It was as if there was a faint voice in a forgotten corner of her soul warning her - this decision might not be as right and worry - free as it seemed.
It was like stepping onto a path full of flowers. Although she knew the scenery ahead was beautiful, she always had a vague feeling that there might be unknown traps hidden beneath her feet.
Was being with Pei Jiangmu the right decision?