Qiao Yanze had his hands at both sides of Cen Xi's body, a small smile on his lips and his eyes full of inexplicable charm.
Cen Xi was unable to push him away and seeing him smiling like that with his breath filling her nose, she could not help being enticed by him.
Pulling herself back, she was even more angry and glared furiously at him. "What are you doing?"
Qiao Yanze's smile disappeared and his handsome face came close to her. His short wet hair was slightly messy and a few strands fell over his forehead. His nose was almost touching the tip of her nose and at such a close distance, she could feel his breath clearly.
As Cen Xi looked at his lips, her eyes quickly moved back up, meeting his which were so deep they could devour anyone's heart. His dark pupils reflected her in them.
Not knowing what his intentions were, Cen Xi could not help but feel a little anxious. "Mr Qiao, you…"
