Warm kisses peppered her skin densely.
As he kissed her, the images in her mind began to spiral out of control.
By the time he noticed and became aware of it, the face of the man she had been trying hard to stabilize and maintain in her thoughts had already turned into the shadowy image rooted deep in her memory that she wanted to discard yet couldn't shake off.
Mo Shiqian, who had been watching her every move, locked her wrists above her head before she could push him away from herself.
The man loomed over her and said, word by word, "Open your eyes and look at me."
She opened her eyes.
The clear-cut and handsome face from above reflected in the depths of her gaze.
Perhaps it was the proximity, or perhaps at that moment, her eyes could only see the features and contours of his face.
Therefore, every line of his expression and every flicker of emotion in his eyes appeared intensely clear.
