At this moment, Nan Yan stood behind Qin Lu, and in order to talk to her, he turned his head back. The two of them, one tall and one short, happened to meet eye to eye.
In the gentle lamplight, they could clearly see each other's expressions and faces.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and in their eyes, there was room for nothing else but each other.
The man in the night was too enticing, with his deep and charming eyes acting like a vortex, ready to draw her soul inside.
Nan Yan's heart couldn't help but race uncontrollably.
For a moment, she almost couldn't control her impulses, wanting to lower her head and kiss him.
Fortunately, her self-control was exceptional, and she resisted this temptation.
She cleared her throat and, feigning indifference, shifted her gaze away and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
A hint of regret flashed in Qin Lu's eyes.
