The fragrance of her hair and the subtle scents emanating from their bodies lingered between their breaths before slowly dissipating throughout the space.
In an instant, Su Ran felt her heartbeat quicken, her shoulders beginning to tremble slightly.
"Are you scared?"
The man sat beside her, leaning in slightly, and his low, husky voice reached Su Ran's ears.
Her eyelashes fluttered, "No."
"Heh!"
Fu Qiyuan chuckled lowly, his deep and magnetic laugh full of seduction.
"If you're not scared, then why are you trembling?"
Su Ran silently looked up, and then quietly stared at him, before asserting quietly,
"I'm not trembling, you're seeing things!"
Watching the girl's face, which seemed to say, "As long as I don't admit it, there's nothing you can do," Fu Qiyuan's eyes gleamed with thicker amusement.
His arm swept across her waist, pulling her into his embrace, his hot breath caressing her ear.
"Are you worried I might do something to you?"
