Chapter 495: The Confession (9)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
Both hesitated for a moment, waiting for the other person to speak up, hoping to diffuse the awkward atmosphere around them .
Song Qingchun gripped the edge of her shirt and racked her mind for something to do when she was reminded of the cake .
Su Zhinian stared at the window for a long time, and it eventually came to him that there was still a cake to deal with .
As if planned, both of them pulled their gazes away from the window at the same time and fell on the knife on the marble table . She reached out her left hand while he reached out his right as they both moved in on the knife .
Their hands reached the hilt of the blade at the same time . His fingertip grazed hers, and both felt shocked by that small contact . Then, they retracted their hands at the same time .
Her heart raced even faster like it could jump out her chest any time soon .
His blood boiled even greater, causing his breathing to hasten and deepen .
The curious and suggestive atmosphere deepened, lacing and mixing with their hurried breathing .
Song Qingchun lowered her eyes subconsciously and pulled on her shirt in anxiety . Su Zhinian lowered his head and let out a silent sigh .
Then, she raised her head, and he raised his gaze, again meeting each other's eyes as if planned . When that happened, both of their breathing halted, and before either one could get a word out, one turned to the window rapidly while biting her lips and the other's fingers shuddered as he pretended to turn to the window calmly .
The awkward atmosphere didn't dissipate; if anything, it became even more serious .
Neither one of them dared to make a move, and they seemed to have frozen into place . This continued for about three minutes . The two didn't turn to look at each other but managed to utter at the same time, "You…"
When they heard the other person's voice, they stopped simultaneously .
She looked out the window, thinking, What is happening tonight? I reached for the knife and he did too? I happened to look up and he did too? Even talking, we speak simultaneously… But, I cannot let this atmosphere continue to fester, can I?
His brows were screwed tight, thinking, If this table wasn't partitioned by a wooden slate, at least there wouldn't be so many coincidences… Regardless, I have to figure out a way to make this less awkward .
When the thought formed in her mind, it settled in his as well . Then they both began simultaneously, "I…"
They both stopped once more, and she wanted to tell him to go on, and he too wanted to have her carry on . After a moment's pause, both began again, "You…"
This was the third time this had happened .
Song Qingchun, who was almost smothered by this situation, threw caution to the wind and finished what she wanted to say in one go . "Never mind, you go first . "
"Never mind, you go first . " Su Zhinian also mustered his courage to power through the sentence .
Chapter 495 The Confession 9 Translator Lonelytree Editor Millman97Both hesitated for a moment, waiting for the other person to speak up, hoping to diffuse the awkward atmosphere around them . Song Qingchun gripped the edge of her shirt and racked her mind for something to do when she was reminded of the cake . Su Zhinian stared at the window for a long time, and it eventually came to him that there was still a cake to deal with . As if planned, both of them pulled their gazes away from the window at the same time and fell on the knife on the marble table . She reached out her left hand while he reached out his right as they both moved in on the knife . Their hands reached the hilt of the blade at the same time . His fingertip grazed hers, and both felt shocked by that small contact . Then, they retracted their hands at the same time . Her heart raced even faster like it could jump out her chest any time soon . His blood boiled even greater, causing his breathing to hasten and deepen . The curious and suggestive atmosphere deepened, lacing and mixing with their hurried breathing . Song Qingchun lowered her eyes subconsciously and pulled on her shirt in anxiety . Su Zhinian lowered his head and let out a silent sigh . Then, she raised her head, and he raised his gaze, again meeting each other s eyes as if planned . When that happened, both of their breathing halted, and before either one could get a word out, one turned to the window rapidly while biting her lips and the other s fingers shuddered as he pretended to turn to the window calmly . The awkward atmosphere didn t dissipate if anything, it became even more serious . Neither one of them dared to make a move, and they seemed to have frozen into place . This continued for about three minutes . The two didn t turn to look at each other but managed to utter at the same time, You When they heard the other person s voice, they stopped simultaneously . She looked out the window, thinking, What is happening tonight I reached for the knife and he did too I happened to look up and he did too Even talking, we speak simultaneously But, I cannot let this atmosphere continue to fester, can I His brows were screwed tight, thinking, If this table wasn t partitioned by a wooden slate, at least there wouldn t be so many coincidences Regardless, I have to figure out a way to make this less awkward . When the thought formed in her mind, it settled in his as well . Then they both began simultaneously, I They both stopped once more, and she wanted to tell him to go on, and he too wanted to have her carry on . After a moment s pause, both began again, You This was the third time this had happened . Song Qingchun, who was almost smothered by this situation, threw caution to the wind and finished what she wanted to say in one go . Never mind, you go first . Never mind, you go first . Su Zhinian also mustered his courage to power through the sentence .