Xu Xia lowered her face, not daring to look at his eyes, afraid her own eyes would betray her true emotions, "Then I'll go back to sleep."
She turned around, raised her hand to grab the door handle, and opened the door.
Watching her walk towards the door, Leng Zirui suddenly felt an uncontrollable emotion rise.
"Xu Xia!"
He reached out and grabbed her wrist.
His grip was so strong, it was as if he would crush her wrist.
Xu Xia was pulled back by him, fell into his arms, and supported herself with a hand on his chest. She looked up at him in confusion, "What's wrong?!"
With her face so close, Leng Zirui instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist. He lifted his hand and pinched her chin, leaning his face towards hers.
His eyes held an emotion she couldn't understand, very hot, very intense...
Xu Xia felt a bit flustered.
However, as she watched his face move closer, she didn't dodge.
"Buzz!"
In Xu Xia's handbag, her phone started buzzing.
