Chapter 390: Why Does Cotton Candy Taste Like Alcohol (10) (1/2)

Chapter 390: Why Does Cotton Candy Taste Like Alcohol (10)

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When she spoke again, she sounded even more agitated, ”Han Zhifan, get out! Get out of my room!”

Han Zhifan ignored her and slowly pushed his head down lower. As his lips drew closer to hers, Cheng Weiwan nervously shut her eyes and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

Just when she thought her first kiss was going to be stolen by him, he suddenly stopped about an inch away from her lips.

Cheng Weiwan waited for a moment but the sensation she was expecting never arrived. That was when she slowly lifted her eyelids.

She was caught off guard by Han Zhifan's deep gaze.

Their eyes met for about ten seconds. Then, with a uniquely arrogant and serious voice, he said, ”I lied. I, Han Zhifan, never force women.”

As he said this, he continued to stare at her eyes for some time. Then he slowly raised his left hand to her head and gently stroked her hair, messy from her struggles against him. ”I really do want you, but most importantly, I want you to do this willingly.”

As he said this, Han Zhifan lowered his head and left a gentle peck between Cheng Weiwan's brows. Then he added a ”goodnight,” swiftly retreated and took a few steps back. Under the soft, pale yellow lights, he spoke again with a tender voice, ”Sweet dreams.” With that, he really did leave her room without looking back.

Cheng Weiwan blinked and came to her senses a long time after he left.

She stared at the ceiling quietly for some time before she raised her hand gently and touched the spot between her eyebrows.