Zhou Fan's face drew closer and closer.
So close that she could make out the length of his eyelashes, so close that she could feel the warmth of his breath.
Lin Qianqian's heart raced, and her hands involuntarily clenched the hem of her clothes.
She knew what Zhou Fan wanted to do. She knew perfectly well.
Logically, she should have kicked him away right then.
But her body refused to obey.
Her breathing grew shallow and uneven, too.
Zhou Fan was watching her as well. Seeing that she offered little reaction, he continued to lean closer.
As he looked at the girl's delicate lips, his heart beat even faster.
Suddenly, certain images came back to him-the time he had accidentally eaten the Shadow Vine Fruit.
He remembered how her lips had tasted that time, so soft and so sweet.
Would Lin Qianqian's lips still be as soft and sweet this time?
Zhou Fan's Adam's apple bobbed.
He lowered his head.
The distance shrank little by little.
Ten centimeters.
Five centimeters.
Three centimeters.
She could feel his breath brushing the tip of her nose, warm against her skin.
He could feel her breathing, ragged and quick.
Two centimeters.
One centimeter.
Just as their lips were about to touch-
"No..."
The last shreds of Lin Qianqian's reason finally overcame her impulse. Strength surged back into her body, and she hurriedly planted both hands against Zhou Fan's chest, pushing him away with all her might.
She quickly sat up on the sofa, her cheeks as red as ripe apples, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.
She had just... almost let him take advantage of her!
"Y-you're not allowed to get handsy... or I'll blow you up with an Explosive Tag!" Lin Qianqian bit her lip, her voice tinged with