Yu Zhizhi stood before Cang Lan, feeling a little surprised. In their interactions over the past two days, the Crown Prince had seemed very aloof, giving her no opportunity for any physical contact.
'How could he suddenly…'
The Lizard Servant outside the door saw this and quickly drew back. He had the vague sense that the relationship between Prince Canglan and Ms. Zhi Zhi had grown more intimate.
'This is definitely not the time for me to be here.'
Yu Zhizhi didn't know what Cang Lan was going to do. She was a little scared, yet also a little expectant as she watched him slowly lift her wrist and press his ice-cold lips to it.
Ngh…
Her heart began to race.
Yu Zhizhi couldn't help but turn her head to the side. 'Is Prince Canglan going to… kiss my wrist?'
Cang Lan held her slender, delicate wrist, his lips pressed against her skin. He could smell the faint scent of jasmine, which made him yearn for the aroma he remembered from the night before.
