Before the words had even fallen, his figure flashed, and he had already slipped several meters away, leaving only a dashing back behind as he quickly vanished through the restaurant entrance.
In place, Durandal seemed to have turned into a statue, stiffly holding her previous pose.
Several seconds passed before those wide blue eyes slowly blinked.
"That jerk, just now..."
As her awareness gradually returned, the lingering, unmistakably vivid sensation on her lips sent a shiver through her entire body.
She abruptly raised a hand, her fingertips trembling as they lightly touched her own lips, as if confirming that everything that had just happened had not been an illusion.
Even now, she still found it somewhat unbelievable.
Boom—!
The flush that had only just begun to fade surged back even more fiercely, instantly drowning her whole body. Like a thief, flustered and frantic, she quickly swept her gaze around the quiet restaurant, making sure that the mortifying scene just now had not been witnessed by any outsider.
Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, almost leaping out.
In a complete fluster, she grabbed the unfinished sandwich in front of her and the milk cup Mo Wang had left behind, then rushed to the return area at a speed rarely seen even during training, practically moving with the same hand and foot. She shoved the things in at random, then, not daring to look back, dashed out of the restaurant like a gust of wind, her retreating figure filled with panic and embarrassment.
In the spacious restaurant, there seemed to still faintly linger the wind stirred up by the girl's departure, mixed with embarrassment, vexation, and a trace of inexplicable throbbing.
After teasing his childhood sweetheart a little, Mo Wang, with nothing else to do, was making his way toward the