Li Yeqi stood at the vestibule changing his shoes. Under the bright lights, his gaze was serene and unabashed as he stared at her, "You don't want me to come back?"
"Hmm?" Yan Luoxi was somewhat dazed. Seeing him walk straight toward her, with a heavy hostility in his brows, she realized what she had just implied—that she didn't want him to come back.
Well, no wonder the man's face had turned completely black.
"That...it's not...I..." Yan Luoxi stuttered, trying to explain, but the words she had intended to say got swallowed back down.
Did she want him to come back?
For what purpose?
Perhaps to try for a baby?
Li Yeqi stopped in front of her, his large hand braced against the side of her head, easily confining her within the scope of his breath. His gaze, calm as deep waters, fixed on her eyes. After a shower, her watery eyes were even cleaner and brighter.
"It's not what?"
Yan Luoxi felt uncomfortable all over.
