With his first step towards her, she clutched her shorts; with his second step, her heart was ready to jump out of her chest, and on the third step, he stood closer to her, leaving just a few inches gap between them.
Jiang Yuyan was hesitant and embarrassed but still looked at him only to see him staring back at her.
Her sight carried no sign of regret about staying back, which filled his heart with so many different feelings. For him, it was a feeling of being accepted by her. Not just her, but his heart was ready to jump out too.
Lu Qiang caressed her cheek as he gazed at her pretty face, trying to feel her. She gulped when he did it, but there was no sign of unwillingness.
His sight took account of every inch of her face. Tracing her jawline with his fingers to tuck the loose strands of hair behind her ear, he looked back into her eyes.
When his fingers touched her earlobe, a shiver ran down her spine, making her stiff and breathe heavily.
