Biting her lip lightly, Su Yan averted her gaze to the side, not daring to meet his eyes.
Not even the courage to question him did she have…
"Look at me," Yi Qingcheng ordered, pinching her chin with one hand and turning her head to face him.
As soon as she saw his profound eyes, Su Yan was lost.
Those eyes seemed to be filled with magic, luring her into constant surrender and descent…
His breath grew closer, and his handsome face slowly approached her.
With innocent wide eyes, Su Yan stood frozen, her back pressing tightly against the wall, too rigid to move an inch.
Closer and closer, his thin lips were almost touching her red ones…
The ambiguous and blurry atmosphere made Su Yan want to close her eyes, but just as he was about to kiss her,
her body reacted faster than her brain, and she violently turned her head to the side, dodging his kiss.
Yi Qingcheng stiffened, a complex current flitting across his eyes.
