Yu Zhen took a moment to examine her, his eyes lingered on her swollen lips.
Li Xueyue's heart skipped a beat when his lips curled into a cunning smirk, seemingly satisfied by what he saw. He was so damn handsome that it hurt. Angular nose, sharp jawlines, and sun-kissed skin, he was a vision she would never forget—especially his eyes, dark and devious, constantly flashing with mischief. Even through their clothes, she could feel the contours of his body and the ripple of his muscles.
As he swiped his thumb over her lips, the look in his eyes hardened. "You shouldn't have tempted me," he said. "I wouldn't have been so rough otherwise."
Li Xueyue watched as he swallowed, his prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down. She didn't care about the warning bells going off in her head when she wrapped her fingers around his wrist and kissed his thumb. His pupils dilated, his chest rumbled when he let out a warning growl.
