He just enjoyed being looked at by this woman as if she wanted to seize his entire being, including his soul.
Ye Qianming knew that at her core, Luo Qingtong was similar to him.
The more the young woman looked at him, wanting to control him, the more it showed she cared about him.
Luo Qingtong, you can't escape.
Ye Qianming's lips slightly curled up, and the strength of his grip on Luo Qingtong's slender waist gently tightened.
If the occasion wasn't inappropriate, he would have already kissed Luo Qingtong.
Nevertheless, his gaze towards Luo Qingtong was still immeasurably intense.
Their gazes clashed in the air, filled with indescribable warmth, yet intertwined with a mysterious balance of power.
"This time, you win."
The gift Ye Qianming gave was much grander than hers.
But...
"In the future, I'll have my chance to win against you!"
By then, she would have this man under her!
"I'll be waiting for you."
The smile on Ye Qianming's lips grew even more profound.
