Xu Niannian couldn't help but step back, not realizing there was a vine behind her, which she tripped over, losing control and falling backward.
Xu Niannian closed her eyes, tense.
Just when she thought she was going to fall flat on her face, suddenly, a strong arm wrapped around her waist.
Jin Yu held Xu Niannian around the waist with one hand but didn't immediately help her up; instead, he leaned down, closing in on her.
"Are you afraid of me?"
Meeting his dangerous gaze, Xu Niannian emphatically denied, "Not at all!"
"Do you come here often?" Jin Yu changed the subject, and because of the close proximity, he could clearly catch the faint, pleasant scent wafting from the woman before him.
The fragrance lingered around his nostrils, inescapable.
Hearing Jin Yu's question, Xu Niannian quickly glanced around, and recognizing this as the spot where Jin Yu had taken advantage of her, her heart panicked, although her face was as composed as an old dog's.
