The two of them just happened to walk into the elevator area.
Lu Mian gathered her backpack straps and walked slowly toward Xiao Qimo, her pale little face contrasting with the dazzling brilliance of her apricot-shaped eyes, which shone like stars.
She flashed an especially roguish smile, like a good-for-nothing loitering on the street, and in the moment she lifted her arm, she directly pinned Xiao Qimo between her and the wall.
Xiao Qimo was taken aback.
???
In all my life, have I been cornered by a girl?
As elegant and composed as Xiao Qimo was, he couldn't help but tense up, his heartbeat skipping. His movements froze, letting her slowly draw near, as he took in her fan-like curly lashes, her porcelain-like flawless skin looming larger and larger.
His feelings were incredibly mixed.
But soon, he saw the teasing in the depths of her clear eyes, and he slightly narrowed his own.
What is she trying to say?
