Lu Xi'an also saw the flames dancing in Yao Wei's eyes, so lively, as if imbued with life, overshadowing all the light in this shelter, leaving him with nothing else to focus on.
He dropped the corn in his hand, leaned slightly forward, and moved closer to Yao Wei.
Yao Wei instinctively leaned her body slightly backward, but just as she moved a little, she heard Lu Xi'an say, "Don't move."
Yao Wei's body froze, and indeed, she didn't move.
The flames in her eyes were quickly overtaken by Lu Xi'an's figure, and she immediately felt Lu Xi'an's breath and the softness and warmth on her lips.
Her mind went completely blank in an instant.
"Snap—"
The corn in her hand also fell into the fireplace, the already charred ashes splashing up,
She suddenly woke up in shock, hurriedly leaning back to separate from Lu Xi'an, then saw Lu Xi'an sit upright and pick up the corn he had just dropped.
