That intimate and familiar scent filled her nostrils, causing all the muscles in her body to tense up.
It was as though all her senses had suddenly sharpened and every cell in her body had become alert.
She gulped and hesitantly asked, "How- how do we try that?"
The moment these words came out, a shadow fell over her. At once, his face appeared right before hers, just a hair's breadth away.
At this distance, in which his face was really close, she could clearly see the great depth of his eyes.
Qiao Lian widened her eyes as she heard him say, "Like this."
He embraced her waist and whispered, "In the past, all my kissing scenes were shot with a misleading perspective."
Slightly shifting his face, he pointed, looked in a certain direction and explained, "Shooting from that angle, we would look like we're kissing."
With each word he spoke, his breath brushed against her face.
