When Qin Lu's lips met the soft, cool touch of her fingertips, his body shuddered, and his eyes suddenly turned deep and thick as ink.
He slightly parted his lips, letting his teeth gently nibble on her soft fingertip.
Nan Yan felt like an explosion of fireworks had gone off in her mind.
Her small hand, as if shocked, quickly withdrew, and her usually clear and cool eyes now carried a blush.
She avoided his gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.
She didn't know what had come over her to make her act like this!
"Yanyan..."
Qin Lu's voice was incredibly husky, filled with indescribable desire.
His warm hand remained tightly against her back, and the heat from his palm made Nan Yan want to shiver.
Nan Yan was already entranced by him from the beginning. Hearing his seductive tone, she didn't hesitate and propped herself up on the sofa, her upper body leaning forward.
