Her eyes went distant as she reached out her hand.
She hadn't thought of anything on instinct, yet somehow, instinctively, she seemed to have thought of far too much.
She wanted to pull her onto her lap, wrap an arm around her slender waist, hold her delicate shoulders, feel the softness of her sitting in his arms as he gradually tightened his embrace.
She wanted to bury her head in that pleasant scent, wanted to rub against her skin intimately, just as she had rubbed against the ragdoll cat earlier.
"Meow."
Then, as if it had sensed his intentions, Chocolate lightly jumped away from his lap, making room for him.
And that light little step from the cat—
Snapped Fang Ran back to his senses as if a basin of water had been dumped over his head!
As though waking instantly from a daze, with his reason coming back online after briefly checking out, all the suggestive thoughts in his mind vanished. Fang Ran's eyes flew wide open as he slammed on the brakes at the edge of a cliff.
Hey. Wait!!!
The instant he realized what he had nearly done again—
Fang Ran jerked his hand back as if shocked, closed his eyes, and pressed a hand to his chest. The consumption from The Create intensified as, amid his unsettled emotions, somewhere in his heart trembled faintly.
That was close.
"Mm, Fang Ran, what's wrong?"
Hearing the cat's movement, Shui Lianxin had turned around instinctively. Still unaware that she had nearly fallen victim to his "demonic claws," she looked at Fang Ran innocently and asked in confusion.
"N-Nothing."
I just suddenly wanted to wrap up a certain "master of disguises."
Cold sweat ran through his heart as he wondered how things would have ended if he hadn't been interrupted.