Nanxi was taken aback, her hand subconsciously pressing against Lu Yinchu's chest. Yet, the man grabbed her hand, his magnetic voice ringing by her ear, a touch beguiling as he uttered, "Nanxi, close your eyes!"
The sunlight graced the man's shoulder. His face was coated with a light ether-like gleam, his deep and tranquil eyes encrusted in a veneer of thin ice.
His gaze on her from such a close distance, he continued, "Think it as a dream!"
A dream? Nanxi was stunned. It seemed she had had a dream once, in which Lu Yinchu kissed her!
"No..."
She attempted to resist, lost in a daze yet aware that this was not a dream. All that was happening was not a dream!
However, the moment she opened her mouth, barely forming a word, she felt a grip around her waist, a surprising kiss engulfed her, robbing her of all breath and speech.
Nanxi pushed the man away, but lacked the strength to do so. In the face of his wild plunder, all she could manage were feeble cries of resistance.
