While Lu Qingye wasn't paying attention, she secretly moved her hand down towards her lower abdomen. Once she felt the iPad, she grasped it in her hand.
There was a smile in her eyes, and shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks. Her infectious smile seemed to have a charm to it.
Perhaps it was this expression of Meng Chuyuan's that caused Lu Qingye to be enraptured. Meng Chuyuan straightened her back. The back of his hand was still pressed against the wall, and he forgot to react for a moment.
Meng Chuyuan looked into his deep eyes and approached him quietly.
As she approached, Lu Qingye could clearly see that pair of doe eyes enlarging infinitely in front of him, occupying his entire vision.
Lu Qingye could clearly feel a warm breath approaching him. His body suddenly stiffened, and his breathing stagnated. A wave of heat spread from the bottom of his heart, and a blush crept up his face.
