Xu Yuanfei felt guilty. Her heart was pounding wildly, and her face flushed red. "Sixth Master? Are you awake?"
No reply.
Xu Yuanfei glanced at the desk not far away and wanted to leave him a note before leaving. But her gaze landed on his light-colored lips, and she hesitated…
His skin was slightly fair. Her gaze shifted to his jawline and his neck below it. He was leaning against the window and revealing a little of his collarbone under a thin white sweater.
The surroundings were extremely quiet. The wind blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed, casting various shadows across his body. Her entire body was a little hot. Unknowingly, her body slowly leaned over recklessly without making a sound.
As she got closer and closer, she could hear the man's light and soothing breathing and see the slow rise and fall of his chest.
