Gu Ran closed his eyes and saw eyes with red sclera and pitch-black pupils staring at him.
The inhuman eyes were both mad and calm, causing Gu Ran to feel immense panic, yet at the same time, a sense of familiarity.
"It's the blackbird." As soon as this thought emerged, Gu Ran woke up.
He felt slightly feverish.
The air was filled with all sorts of sweet fragrances, intoxicating and seductive, and a kaleidoscope of rosy thoughts surged in him, restless as monkeys.
But in the next moment, Gu Ran's body turned ice cold.
It wasn't a dream before!
Yan Hanxiang was really in his bed!
Yan Hanxiang looked at Gu Ran with a surprised gaze.
Before he could analyze what exactly had happened, Gu Ran, hesitant yet serious, said to her, "We can't do this."
This kid!
Yan Hanxiang saw right through his pretense because he was sweating from tension, his unique alluring scent becoming much stronger.
