It's been a long time since he held her like this.
Savoring the familiar scent in his arms, Leng Zimo tightened his embrace, naturally leaning toward her ear with his lips.
Everything was purely instinctual.
Feeling his breath warm against her ear, Luo Xiaoqian turned her face in confusion.
"You..."
She wanted to see what was wrong with him, but Leng Zimo was already by her ear, and as Luo Xiaoqian turned her face, her lips inadvertently brushed against his.
The touch of their lips caused both to tremble.
However, neither pulled away.
Leng Zimo was unwilling to move, while Luo Xiaoqian was too surprised, momentarily forgetting to react.
She just stared blankly into his eyes, which were a mesmerizing gray. Yet at this close range, they seemed to have a hint of darkness, especially the pupils, which were as pitch black as the indelible night.
Those eyes, that gaze, the burning emotions within... it was like flames ready to ignite her body and soul.
