Jiang Xuecheng bent over his body. Su Wan looked at his face, which was so close to her, and her heart beat faster and faster.
That pair of deep eyes were like the edgeless ocean where no one knew where the hidden vortex was. When a big wave came, it would swallow one in.
Jiang Xuecheng wrapped his hands around Su Wan's waist. When Jiang Xuecheng heard Su Wan's drum-like heartbeat, he smiled.
"Why do I always think you're afraid of me?"
The light shone on Jiang Xuecheng's cheeks, making his facial contour increasingly handsome and three-dimensional.
Su Wan looked at him, her cheeks were burning red.
"I'm not afraid…"
Su Wan frowned. She thought for a few seconds and a more appropriate adjective appeared in her mind. "I don't know. I just can't help being nervous..."
This man was a kind of venom, once infected, would become an addiction that could never be removed.
