Gong Ting couldn't help but move closer to her. Her skin was fair and delicate, so close that no pores could be seen, and under the reflected light, she carried a faint halo.
Noticing his breath drawing near, Xiao Yu turned her head, and their eyes met, so close that their breaths intertwined.
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she instinctively moved back, but the back of her head was restrained by the man's large hand. Startled, she felt the man's thin lips press against hers in the next second.
Xiao Yu's breath caught as she absently gazed at the handsome face so magnified before her. At such close proximity, she could no longer discern his features. His warm lips paused on hers for half a second, and she even heard a comfortable sigh emanating from his throat.
Instantly, her cheeks burned fiercely. This man...
