He smirked, adjusted his hair, and checked outside the hall. When no one was around, he walked straight toward Gu Jin's door.
Knock. Knock.
Inside, Gu Jin was meditating. Her breathing was calm, her body surrounded by a faint glow of mana. Slowly, she opened her eyes. She thought it was the head butler bringing snacks or tea.
She rose, walked to the door, and opened it.
Her eyes froze.
Standing there was Long Yifan, wearing a see-through shirt that revealed his toned chest and broad shoulders. The bright light made his skin glow faintly through the fabric.
For a brief second, Gu Jin forgot to breathe. Her gaze trailed over him before she quickly pulled it back.
It was too late.
Long Yifan caught her pause, her small loss of control. His lips curled in a smug smile.
"May I come in?" he asked softly.
Without waiting, he stepped in and closed the door behind him.
Gu Jin's brows knitted together. "What are you doing?"
