Ji Cheng looked at Zhao Ming when she stopped him in the middle. He prepared to take his hands back, but suddenly a pair of slender hands held his wrist and pulled him towards her.
He was startled when she suddenly held his wrist and pulled him towards her; wrapping his hands around her waist, she looked at him with a sly smile.
Technically she was in his embrace, but it was not him who pulled her in an embrace. It was her who did that.
She could reach until his neck and she was gazing at him with her glistening eyes and her lips were curled up in a playful smirk.
" That's how you hug someone naturally. Who does that so slowly?" she chuckled as she raised her brows and made a 'tsk' sound.
She was watching him from the mirror all along. He was talking to her, but his whole focus was on her all the time. She saw the passionate gaze in his eyes.
His eyes were gawking at her fair and slender neck. Who could resist such beauty?
