Pretend to be the host, pretend to be in love!

Chapter 1203 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (85)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (85)

Song Ning never expected things to develop like this. Hearing Lance say "So you like me" made him feel like he was being burned to a crisp.

He trembled, wanting to say that he didn't mean it that way, but felt that his further explanation would be futile.

His eyes were unfocused, his hands and feet were frozen in place, and time seemed to have been paused. His breathing and his heartbeat were amplified to the maximum in his ears.

Until he was gently pulled into someone's arms, and heard Lance's unusually bright voice in his ear, "So you like me, and I like you too, we can be a couple, right?"

While being picked up, Song Ning was stunned and a little flustered, grabbing Lance's clothes on his shoulder. When he heard what Lance said, he became a little anxious, "I, you, this isn't right, is it?"

Lance picked the person up and spun them around twice, pretending not to understand.

"No problem, you like me and I like you, we're dating so we're a couple."

So which part of the process did I miss? This progress bar is going way too fast!

Song Ning was still in a daze, his hands crumpling Lance's clothes, but he couldn't keep up with Lance's pace. He could only try to calm down and explain to Lance that the two of them were impossible.

"Different species can't fall in love. I'm human and you're not, so even if we like each other, we can't..."

"Then I'll keep becoming human. I'll be human from today onwards."

Lance replied without hesitation.

He looked down at Song Ning very seriously, "If you think this is a problem, then I can continue to be human. You can just treat me as a human."

But even so, isn't that just too, too wrong?

Song Ning didn't know how things had developed to this point, but he felt that perhaps he should try again.

"But you might not actually like me, you just want someone to live with? Our lifestyles are so different, you eat and I eat differently."

Lance was puzzled. "I liked you the first time I saw you, that's why I brought you home. Besides, I can eat with you, we're the same."

He even provided evidence, saying, "You don't like lettuce, and neither do I; we're no different."

Now Song Ning really felt confused. The other party's evidence was too convincing, while he himself seemed to be clinging to something and unable to let go.

He suddenly lost his strength and buried his face in Lance's chest with a thud, his voice muffled.

"You can't do this. I've been trying really hard to convince myself that people shouldn't, or at least shouldn't, lay a hand on the big cat next to its den. What does all that effort mean now?"

Lance pulled him into the nest and changed his position to hug him from behind. Song Ning leaned back in his arms like a limp wretch, his unfocused gaze staring blankly at the ceiling.

"So that's why I targeted you. It's okay, you tried your best. It was my fault."

If humans need an excuse, then they can be that excuse.

Song Ning was a little happy but also a little conflicted. "If you put it that way, then I'm not just a bad person, I'm even a scumbag."

Lance was taken aback by his words, and his brow furrowed as he tried to comfort him from a different angle.

Lying in his arms, Song Ning saw this and suddenly burst out laughing. She gently pushed Lans's brow with her fingertips, pushing away all his worries and troubles.

"Never mind, it was my fault for causing you trouble."

Let him be the grass next to us, let's just pretend he's not human, that way he'll be a perfect match for Lanster.

After thinking it through, Song Ning's expression brightened. "You're right, I like you, Lance."

Lance lowered his head, his eyes deep and filled with undisguised pleasure. "This time you said it yourself, so you can't go back on your word."

Song Ning sat up straight, resting her right hand on her bulging thigh muscles and tilting her head. "I said I would stand by my word. What about you?"

Lance stared at his bright smile for a moment, then lowered his head and placed a kiss on the human's eyes.

"I like you too, so let's date."

Song Ning's eyes widened in disbelief; her ears, face, and even her collarbone were burned.

He pursed his lips for a while before nodding, his face flushed.

"Okay, okay, then let's talk."

After saying that, he immediately collapsed, trying to suffocate himself inside Lance's eight-pack abs.

Why is it that confessing your feelings already implies that you're dating and in a relationship? Why do you need to formally say it out loud for it to count?

He had just lain down when he was picked up. Song Ning was forced to sit up and face Lance, his eyes still flushed, making him look exceptionally innocent.

"Is there...is there anything else I haven't finished saying?"

Lance stared at him for a while, then followed his heart and asked.

"Humans, we're already in love, shouldn't we take it to the next level?"

He spoke so matter-of-factly that Song Ning didn't even realize what the next step was.

"You mean you want to..."

"Dating?"

"Let's match them."

Song Ning was completely dumbfounded. "Wh-what did you just say?"

What mates with what?

Is this a word we hear in human society? Did he agree too soon?

Lance looked down intently at his incredibly alluring appearance, his expression utterly candid.

"I think you look very beautiful like this, I want to be with you, um."

Song Ning hurriedly covered his mouth, which had been silent until now, and was so embarrassed that her toes almost turned red.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Humans don't talk like that."

Lance readily agreed, "Then let's do it, hmm!"

Song Ning wished he could just stuff his clothes into this guy's mouth. How come he never realized Lance was such an impatient person before?

Where did your previous composure, reliability, maturity, and generosity go?

Can't we even say this word?

Lance's eyes revealed deep regret, making Song Ning want to recklessly challenge the strength of a top predator.

He hesitated for a long time, and his face finally calmed down a little before he stubbornly tried to explain.

"Humans, I mean, don't usually go that fast in a relationship. We haven't even gone on a date yet. We have to go on dates first, then hold hands, hug, kiss, and take it slow before... you know."

Fearing that Lance might say something shocking if he didn't explain clearly, Song Ning could only blush and explain the procedures he thought should be followed.

In any case, shouldn't we at least give him some time to adjust?

It's not that everyone can handle such a fast pace right from the start.

Lance pondered for two seconds and then understood.

"We've gone on dates, held hands, and hugged, so shouldn't it be time for a kiss?"

Song Ning was truly defeated by him.