"Whether there's an advantage or not, it's not up to you to decide, but rather me, the person involved…" His tone was light and haunting, tinted with a hint of ambiguity as he leaned in slightly, his handsome face drawing closer to hers.
Until his warm breath was brushing against her face.
Since she had been hiding in this corner behind the bed the whole time, there was no escape when he extended his long arm.
Facing him, her eyes widened, staring at him intensely with a look that screamed caution, almost as if to say—if he dared to corner her, she'd make him regret his life with a kick!!
What a tyrannical woman!
Although she did not utter a word, He Ziyan could tell what she was thinking just from her eyes.
Inside, he felt both annoyed and amused.
Those captivating eyes slightly blinked as he looked at her, not moving any closer.
But such a distance was already enough to leave one breathless.
Every breath he exhaled carried warmth that brushed against her face.
