Hearing him say so, Leng Yu Yan felt her face burning with heat.
Ye Yiheng leaned forward, bent over, and scooped her up sideways, carrying her back to the bed.
Having been pressed onto the bed by him once more, Leng Yu Yan instinctively felt fear, her body trembling nonstop.
Ye Yiheng's large hand stroked the side of her waist, his gaze falling on her rosy lips. In the next instant, he pressed his lips against them.
Leng Yu Yan turned her head away to avoid him.
Knowing that he was "normal," she felt completely different under his gaze than before.
Ye Yiheng gently smiled, cupping her cheek in his hand, whispering, "Yanyan..."
Under such circumstances, the way he called her was full of deep affection and tenderness.
It made her head spin.
But even though her head was dizzy, her heart remained unbelievably clear!
Leng Yu Yan shook her head, her gaze fixedly looking towards the door, her whole body shrinking, eager to escape.
