In her panic, she reached out to brace herself.
Tang Si quickly steadied her by her shoulder.
Suddenly—
The air seemed to go still, and their eyes met.
Song Yi gazed into the peach blossom eyes of the man in front of her, catching a faint scent of tobacco in the air between them.
Her heartbeat quickened, and she felt as if her hand was frozen, unable to move from the spot where it rested on him.
Tang Si's eyes gradually darkened with intensity.
He lightly licked his back molar with the tip of his tongue, and a soul-stealing smile suddenly tugged at his lips.
Laziness and a wild, untamed allure instantly filled the room.
Song Yi was bending over; she had gone out for takeout and changed into a loose T-shirt upon returning.
She wasn't wearing anything underneath, simply because it was more comfortable.
So, as she supported herself on him, bending in front of him, this angle...
