The dominance in his presence seemed almost punishing, her face turning bright red, almost to the point of suffocation. She stepped back several paces, but her retreat only made him press in even closer.
Her back was to the edge of the bed, and amidst her nervousness, Lu Wanwan was about to fall off accidentally.
The support around her waist from Gu Annan was suddenly gone, and she fell backward, while the man looming over her propped his arm by her shoulder.
He was only a few centimeters above Lu Wanwan, his gaze icy as he looked at her flushed, beautiful face, the eyes possibly bright with panic or tension, misty as water.
"Are you so eager to climb into my bed?" he moved his lips, speaking in a mocking tone that carried no pity for their recent struggle.
Lu Wanwan found herself speechless, fully aware that Gu Annan was merely mocking her for falling onto the bed, and aware that she'd fallen because he had intentionally let go.
