The air around them was thick with unspoken tension as if something significant was about to happen. Mu Qingqing's heart skipped a beat as she gazed into his eyes, which were filled with a mix of emotions.
She felt a faint blush creep up her cheeks as she averted her gaze and raised her hand to push him away. However, he caught her wrist and placed her hand on his chest, letting her feel his beating heart. The warmth of his body and the sound of his heart pounding against his chest made her feel dizzy.
He pressed her body against the wall, and she could feel his breath on her cheek. "Do you feel that?" he whispered, his voice barely audible.
The intensity of the moment made her knees weak, and she felt herself melting in his embrace. She stood motionless, her eyes fixed on the ground, afraid to meet his intense gaze. She could feel his presence looming over her, and her heart raced with nervous energy.
