Gu Jin froze, her eyes widening as if he had just asked her to walk on fire.
For a long, agonizing moment, the room was filled with nothing but the sound of their breaths.
Then, as if resigning herself to her fate, Gu Jin leaned in.
Her eyes fluttered shut, and she pressed her lips against his in a tentative kiss.
It was soft, almost innocent, like the brush of a feather. Long Yifan's heart twisted painfully in his chest.
'How I wish...I could have her kiss me like this every day...'
But his other self was not satisfied.
"You call that a kiss? It seems you're not sincere at all."
Gu Jin's face flushed with anger. She stared at him as if she would kill him the next moment.
'Uh...uh...this is bad.' Long Yifan thought.
Maybe she would slap him...worst she might even kick him in his private area.
But instead, she surprised him once again.
