Prince Charming?

Throughout the entire time on the maglev, I kept an eye on the weird guy sitting in between the five girls on the other side of the open aisle down the middle. So far, he hasn't made any moves except for sneaking a glance at the girls with a lecherous grin on his face from time to time, but the trip had only just begun. And my guess? Based on that eager look on his face...he probably won't be able to hold himself back for too much longer. So far, two hours had passed, meaning there was approximately 9 more hours to go on this maglev.

Then, suddenly, I noticed the guy trying something at last. He slid his hand over to Feng Mian, who happened to be sitting beside him. I prepared to move in to stop him the moment Feng Mian gave the signal, but-