"Ye Zheng!" Phoenix felt like she was going crazy, "How am I supposed to change here?"
She could clearly sense the man was right behind her, his fresh scent constantly wrapping around her, and it seemed he was even getting closer—
The next second, she saw shadows flashing on both sides of her vision, and then two large, well-defined hands appeared in front of her, propped against the wall, perfectly trapping her.
"Ye, Ye Zheng, what are you going to do?"
What the hell is this bastard up to?
"Little Phoenix, why are you trembling?"
The man's voice was calm, but it inexplicably sent chills through those who heard it. Phoenix didn't have time to react before her entire body was forcibly turned by the man, her back closely pressed against the wall, tightly sealed and chilling.
Ye Zheng found her nervousness suddenly amusing, this kind of naive reaction inexplicably gave rise to fondness. He deliberately leaned in, "Little Phoenix, you seem really scared of me?"
