Goosebumps erupted across her arms as she stared at Hua Jing in horror. "W-what nonsense are you spouting?!"
But Hua Jing only laughed softly, her shoulders shaking ever so slightly. She took a step forward, closing the space between them.
Lin Qian instinctively stepped back.
Hua Jing stepped forward again.
Lin Qian stepped back faster.
Step. Step. Step.
It was like a predator chasing prey, only Hua Jing's smile was far too elegant and her eyes far too suggestive. The red silk of her robe fluttered around her as she moved, every sway of her hips deliberately slow, as though she were performing on a stage.
Her red lips curved upward, dangerous and alluring. "What's wrong, Lin Qian? You look nervous."
Lin Qian's breath hitched. She stumbled back another step, clutching at the air as if searching for an escape route.
"S-stop!" she stammered, pointing a shaking finger at Hua Jing. "W-what do you think you're doing?! Don't come any closer!"
But Hua Jing did the exact opposite.
