Lu Zhan kissed with exceptional seriousness.
And it seemed like he wouldn't stop anytime soon.
This possibility left her completely bewildered.
Then, she realized that she, unexpectedly, felt a faint... anticipation...
This terrifying realization turned her little face from pink to pale once again.
She was scared, truly scared of this feeling.
The more she loved him, the more she feared it.
Some things, when you don't own them, you don't know how wonderful they are, you won't long for their beauty, but once you have them and then lose them, you will realize how painful it can be.
Her body was rigid with tension.
What should she do? How should she push him away without hurting him?
She felt like she was about to cry with worry.
"Lu... Lu Zhan... could you wake up?" Her voice carried a slight tremble due to her nervousness.
Lu Zhan heard her panic and fear, also feeling the rigidity of her body.
Eventually, he didn't have the courage to continue.
