Chi Yu leaned back with restraint, trying to distance himself from her, but Gu Yuan's hand still clung to his cheek. It felt like a normal temperature, but as Chi Yu's body temperature rose, Gu Yuan's palm grew warm too.
His breath was scorching, exhaling lightly onto Gu Yuan's face.
Gu Yuan knew he couldn't resist being teased; after such a long time, she didn't expect his reaction to still be so intense.
She was slightly dazed, as Chi Yu leaned forward, pulling her into an embrace, his lips close to her ear: "Yuanyuan, don't do this."
"What am I doing?" Gu Yuan's hands pressed against his chest, feeling the heat of his body through the fabric of his clothes.
She pushed him away, but his eyes were already dazed and confused.
Chi Yu had a remarkably good waist; Gu Yuan usually didn't provoke him. Her current actions had a purpose, and it was time to stop. So she pushed Chi Yu away, but couldn't move him. He lowered his head, and his nose touched hers.
