Chapter 79: Then I’ll… Steal a Kiss from You!

Earlier, when Zhan Su appeared in shorts and a T-shirt, she had already been stunned. And now...

She felt that if she kept looking, she might die young of a cerebral hemorrhage.

She resolutely lowered her head. While absentmindedly stroking Blackie, she scrubbed the table at random, muttering, "I didn’t say anything. I was telling Blackie that you’re the boss! Hehehe..."

Shi Qingqing sensed Zhan Su gradually approaching.

An icy, chilling aura drew ever closer.

Shi Qingqing kept her head down, refusing to look at him for even a second.

Inside, she was in turmoil. Pervert, don’t come any closer!

If you have something to say, let’s put some clothes on first and talk properly...

As Shi Qingqing’s head sank lower and lower, nearly touching the floor, she realized Zhan Su was already standing right in front of her.

"Passerby A, what’s this? Talking behind my back and now you can’t even face me?" Zhan Su stood before her, looking down from above, as imposing as a sovereign.

He, too, was testing his own limits. Normally, whenever he got close to Shi Qingqing, he was always wrapped up in layers of clothing. Now...

He wanted to see if he could last even a few minutes.

She was a woman, a creature he once considered as fearsome as flood and beast.

With each step closer, only Zhan Su knew just how tense he was.

But step by step, even when he was less than a meter away, he felt surprisingly fine. Seeing Shi Qingqing’s head almost pressed to the floor, he even found it a little amusing.

Gritting her teeth, Shi Qingqing lifted her head. So what if he was a human-shaped boss? She could handle it!

She forced her gaze to stay on his face, refusing to look at his bare skin.

With an air of noble sacrifice, she declared, "Zhan—the campus heartthrob—what are you trying to do? If you come any closer, I’ll... I’ll kiss you by force!"

The words escaped her mouth.

Her mind blanked for half a second before she realized something was terribly wrong.

Looking at Zhan Su...

On that exquisitely handsome, sculpted face—usually cold as winter—there was, inexplicably, a hint of a smile.

He stepped forward and hauled Shi Qingqing up from the floor.

Shi Qingqing curled into a ball, her face red as a prawn, wishing she could bite off her own tongue. What on earth had she just said?

Force a kiss on the heartthrob?

Oh my god!

Impossible, she must have been hearing things.

Yes, just an auditory hallucination.

Shi Qingqing would never say something so shameless! She wasn’t addicted to kissing him—she definitely didn’t have that disease!

Zhan Su set her down on the sofa, leaned in close...

A subtle, ambiguous atmosphere rose between them.

Shi Qingqing’s cheeks burned crimson; even Zhan Su’s face was tinged with red, and something flashed dangerously bright in his ink-dark eyes.

Closer and closer.

Shi Qingqing covered her chest with one hand, her lips with the other. "Don’t come any closer, ahhh! Somebody, help! There’s a pervert here!"

A few figures in black suits flashed by the doorway.

Without even glancing their way, Zhan Su said in a deep voice, "Get out."

The bodyguards acted as if they’d seen nothing at all, quietly withdrawing—and even closed the door, which Shi Qingqing had forgotten to shut.

Alarms sounded in Shi Qingqing’s mind. She was doomed.

A pure, blossoming young girl was about to be harassed by the campus heartthrob in the dead of night!

Steeling herself, she squeezed one eye shut, squinted through a slit of the other, bracing for the worst.

"Fine, if you want a kiss, I’ll give you one. Last time I kissed you by force—this time, you can have your turn. After this, we’ll go our separate ways and owe each other nothing!"

As she spoke, her hand fell away from her lips, revealing those delicate, rosy little lips, exuding a faint, enchanting fragrance...