He was in too much pain!
Ning Qing's eyes wavered, and she accepted her current situation in just a second.
There was no fear in her eyes. She raised her chin, as if to provoke him, and moved closer to his face.
"Then should I be respectful or silent?"
"You're so silly!"
"What?"
Nian lie gazed into her eyes. Those were a pair of beautiful, sparkling eyes that could easily capture the hearts of others.
He held his breath, and his well-defined hand trembled as he reached for the side of her face.
Ning Qing heard a small slap beside her ear, and her mask came loose, leaving only the other side hooked.
Under the mask, her beautiful face was revealed, and her pink lips had a meaningful curve.
As he looked, he became lost in thought.
Ning Qing's heart was beating extremely slowly, so slowly that it was almost out of frequency.
Mr. Nian, " she said, " you've been looking at my face for years. What's the meaning of this expression? "
