Quan Jingwu raised his hand, touching her smooth cheek with his finger, "I'm not scared of you being annoyed by me, so why are you afraid that I would be annoyed by you, huh?"
"I'm not scared." Jian Qing mumbled vaguely.
She was just asking.
"Sweetheart, my only intention is to make you happy. So, don't purposefully avoid me, okay?" His voice, as always, dripped with doting sweetness.
In that moment, she knew she couldn't avoid it anymore.
Jian Qing looked up to find herself gazing at the handsome curve of a man's jaw and his sexy, thin lips. Her voice was soft.
"Xiaojing, I'm a bit sensitive when it comes to love. It's either for a lifetime or we become strangers. What do you think?"
If it's just friendship, then let's be good friends. Once you cross that boundary, it's hard to go back.
As the words fell, a low laugh emerged from the man's enticing thin lips. Jian Qing only felt a sudden tension around her waist, and in the next moment, found herself held in his broad chest.
