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Su Yan Wen turned his head away uncomfortably. "I'll drink coffee if I have to. Why are you carrying me?"

But then he leaned close to her ear. "Little girl, do you want to know what the coffee tastes like?"

"No …."

Before the word could come out of his mouth, he suddenly pressed his lips to hers.

Su Yan's eyes widened. For a split-second, her mind went blank