Jian Qing lightly poked his thin lips, a faint smile in her eyes. Had he become so tired from dealing with numerous documents in the study room last night that he's still not awake up to now?
Her gaze shifted, leaning over, gradually moving closer to his face as her heartbeat speeded up uncontrollably.
Darn it, why does it feel like she was about to do something wrong?
Looking at the handsome face close at hand, she felt a warm blush creeping to her cheeks. Just as she hesitated, the man suddenly opened his tightly shut eyes, causing Jian Qing to fall backwards in fright.
A low, hoarse laugh echoed, his sturdy arm encircling her soft waist, pulling her to his chest in the blink of an eye. Jian Qing's pretty nose collided with his solid chest.
She winced slightly, a deep magnetic voice sounding above her head.
"Darling, tell me, what were you planning to do to me just now, hm?"
