The atmosphere in the small fitting room was strange. They were incredibly close together, and even their breathing was tangled.
Ye Jiaqi's heartbeat was jumping up and down, her face was flushed red and her eyes were desperately trying to dodge away.
However, the more she wanted to hide, the more Qiao Sinian didn't allow her to hide.
He pressed her hands about his head and his face approached hers, little by little.
Qiao Sinian's hot breath fell onto her face and Ye Jiaqi had to tilt her head to avoid it.
"No," she replied as she didn't dare to look Qiao Sinian in the eye.
Qiao Sinian laughed coldly.
"Is that so? Are you being double-faced? Ye Jiaqi, do you think I'm not passionate enough? How passionate do you want me to be, eh?"
Qiao Sinian's hard chest pressed into Ye Jiaqi, his other hand raised to stroke her cheek.
Slowly, his hand passed down her beautiful and fair neck, her shoulders...
