Jaylene felt a burning heat all over her body, her mouth and throat so dry that they itched. As Joseph came closer and closer, their breaths and heartbeats mingled in their ears, seemingly entwining for a lifetime.
Jaylene quickly raised her hand to his chest and leaned back, trying to widen the distance between her and Joseph.
But as she leaned back, he only got closer, their noses rubbing against each other as his thin lips slowly covered hers.
"Slap!" A crisp sound of a slap echoed.
Everyone was stunned. When they came back to their senses, Joseph and Jaylene on stage had already separated, and Joseph's face had a clear handprint!
"I'm sorry!" Jaylene took two steps back, gasping, "I'm not used to being close to strangers! I can't play this game anymore!"
After saying that, Jaylene turned around and grabbed her bag. Olaf York immediately stood up, looking apologetically at everyone: "I'm sorry, we'll leave first, you guys continue playing."
