"How about—" She interrupted him immediately.
"There is only one thing I want from you."
He looked at her urgently.
"Kiss me," she responded sweetly.
He pressed his lips into a thin line, trying to hide the expression that revealed how badly he wanted to do just that. Hell, he wanted to do way more than that, but he had tried desperately to keep his composure and stop himself from jumping her bones. He wanted nothing more than to pull her into him and never let go, but her recovery was a priority.
"Qian Meng."
But when he looked at her, the battle was already lost. He knew he was inching towards the slippery slope that led right into an intense sexual tension. But when she looked at him and her eyes sparkled the way they did, there was no denying her.
"You are doing that on purpose, aren't you?" he accused, narrowing his eyes at her as he slowly approached the bed.
"Do what?" She acted innocent.
