As Ling Chuan spoke, he looked like he was about to cry.
Lu An couldn't help but be stumped. She wanted to say, "Then, do you like me too?" She pursed her lips slightly, but in the end, she just quietly…
Slowly…
Stood on tiptoe…
And leaned toward his lips.
Her breathing grew both warmer and fainter, and it was as if she was about to lose her balance.
The man's big hands gently wrapped around her waist.
He combed the stray hair on her forehead with slender fingers and inhaled quietly.
Their lips were about to touch, when suddenly…
Someone outside shouted, "Is Director An'an here? It's a call from your big brother!"
"Oh, here!"
This sudden loud sound was like a shock to Lu An.
She looked out the door in a panic, then glanced at a certain man who refused to let go.
There was some regret in her eyes.
"You're not allowed to leave."