Instead of rejecting his advances, a frightened Song Yu became incredibly nervous. She held her breath unknowingly and leaned backward, causing the back of her head and her body to press tightly against the car seat.
His face was almost plastered against hers. She breathed in the faint and indescribably intoxicating amalgamation of tobacco and cologne.
Simply smelling that scent was enough to make Song Yu's face redden. It sent her heart into a frenzy, and she was unable to resist its effects on her.
The absence of his glasses enabled his thick lashes to be displayed right in front of her eyes.
His eyelids gently tremored, and his eyelashes moved too. A gentle shadow was produced beneath his eyes, and it made her unable to control herself from touching him.
