"What?" Gu Junsheng stared, his eyes wide in disbelief. "What, you didn't hear me? Then I'll say it again." Lin Qingping gave him a sly wink. "I want you to kiss me. Right here." Panic seized Gu Junsheng. He shot a glance over his shoulder—the old man from the mung bean soup stall had only just walked a short distance away, and the small shops lining the road were still open, their lights spilling