It’s Just A Car, Right?

She inched forward, and their lips got closer and closer.

They were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

However, at that moment, a loud clang could be heard from the kitchen.

Han Yutong was shocked and opened her eyes abruptly. She looked toward the kitchen and saw her mother standing there with an awkward expression.

"I'm sorry! Don't mind me! You guys continue!" 

Mrs. Han smiled awkwardly and bent down to pick up the casserole on the ground.

Han Yutong felt as if she had been electrocuted. She sat back down and yelled, "Mom! What are you doing?" 

"You really don't have to mind me!" 

Mrs. Han quickly walked back into the kitchen.

Han Yutong sat there, her face flushed red. She looked at her watch and said, "They're arriving soon. Let's sync up our stories first. For example, when did we meet?" 

It took about ten minutes for the two of them to make up a matching story.