As Qin Fan turned, their eyes locked. A deep blush surged across Jiang Yino's face, impossible to contain.
"Qin Fan!"
"Yinuo!"
Suddenly, they cried out each other's names at the same time.
"You go first!"
"You go first!"
After a brief pause, they spoke in unison once again.
"Qin Fan, what on earth are you doing here?" After speaking at the same time yet again, Jiang Yino's heart hammered in her chest, and she abandoned all pretense of politeness.
"Guess," Qin Fan said, taking two steps forward until he was almost pressed against her.
"You... you... how would I know!" At such a close distance, it felt as if she could hear his very heartbeat. The blush on Jiang Yino's face grew even more intense.
