Watching Yuanya's face turn as red as if it could bleed, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Your face turns red so easily."
He pinched her small face, the curve of his mouth upgrading constantly into a smile.
This little girl wore her thoughts on her face but couldn't handle even a few slightly explicit words.
There was a night light still on in the room, slightly dim under the beige glow.
Bei Yunhuan's light smile made him so alluring that Yuanya did not have the courage to gaze at him anymore.
To date, this was only their third meeting.
Everything felt like it was falling into chaos...
Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her eyes began to flutter slightly.
Someone sharp naturally noticed this change.
Under the co-work of a lazy look and dim light, Bei Yunhuan seemed to soften a lot.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Yuanya couldn't voice her thoughts and shook her head nervously.
He reached out, lifted her chin a little, and made her look at him.
