His heart suddenly tightened. Looking at her, his dark eyes gradually softened, his heart warmly rippling.
Looking at her expectant face, his deep gaze fell on her pink, petal-like lips. Everything was so natural… he held her hand, slowly moving closer…
Finally, their lips met.
She opened her eyes in surprise, stunned in place.
Rather than being controlled by himself, he couldn’t help but touch her softness, her sweetness, the taste of noodle soup in her mouth, and her stunned yet surprised reaction…
Until a car horn outside rudely interrupted this beautiful moment.
“Oh! Heavens!” he panicked and stepped back.
“What… what heavens?” Her eyes held half a look of bewilderment and a certain indescribable radiance. The surging happiness in her heart instantly vanished after hearing Pu Cangye’s fearful words.
Did he… did he not like her lack of response? But she… she really didn’t know what to do! Except… she felt like her entire body was electrified, though she had never been electrocuted before, so how could she know how to react?
“You… you don’t like… I… I know I’m clumsy… but, that’s because… the only boy I kissed in middle school was chased away by my mom! I’m not… not intentionally avoiding practice…”
“Oh! Heavens…” Another sigh, this time in his native Japanese. Unable to hold back, he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her again heavily.
Practice with other men? Not allowed!
At this moment, he discovered that he too possessed the deeply rooted male chauvinistic consciousness of Japanese men.
She was his…
Yes! She was…
Pu Cangye, who had always lived a closed and rigorous life, was startled by himself, and simultaneously experienced a kind of rebirth-like epiphany.
So this is… he kissed her, unable to extricate himself, his heart overflowing with excitement and tenderness.
Is this what love feels like?
Yes! He loved her! Although this was only their third day of meeting…
After that kiss, neither of them said anything.
As he cooked soup and prepared various side dishes, she sat beside him, propping her chin, gazing at his every move with fascination. Her candid and appreciative gaze was filled with admiration and gentleness that she herself hadn’t noticed.
Although he had countless experiences before, being looked at this way by hundreds of girls her age, he had never felt anything.
