Ning Guiwan watched as Quan Yu approached. The disadvantage of her shorter height made her feel weaker in his presence, and she unconsciously took a step back. But as soon as she moved, she noticed the man opposite her frowning and stopped herself.
Quan Yu's expression then relaxed. The morning sunlight spilled through the window, falling on his right shoulder.
It was normal to dislike and resist at first. But now their relationship had evolved to this stage, and she had received so many benefits from him. To continue shying away and maintaining such modesty would seem pretentious. Doing so would not only be affected but also ungrateful.
Moreover, some things had to be gradually overcome.
Quan Yu was a normal man; it was unrealistic to expect him to engage in a Platonic love affair with her, like a monk.
