"The first time we met?" Leng Sichen suddenly leaned close to her ear, pausing after each word as his warm breath invaded her senses, "Are you sure?"
When he drew near, Xia Yuxun acted somewhat stiff and shy, nervously saying, "A person of Leng's stature, had it not been for today's incident, how could an ordinary citizen like me ever meet him?"
Such a handsome man speaking so closely to her with an ambiguous tone—If she remained as calm as still water, wouldn't it be too suspicious?
Ha, Leng Sichen, do you think I'm still the naive and innocent Xia Yuxun from back then?
All of this, you taught me! And you forced it!
Looking at Xia Yuxun's unfamiliar reaction—with no hint of strangeness, not even the slightest ripple—Leng Sichen's expression transformed rapidly. The gloom between his brows resembled the sky before a tornado, his strong aura creating a low pressure that almost made it difficult for everyone present to breathe.
