Chen Nan stood at Keren Zhu's doorstep, his heart pounding with excitement.
Then he pressed the doorbell.
The crisp ring instantly reverberated inside the house.
Subconsciously, he straightened his chest and lifted his chin slightly, rapidly yet gracefully adjusting his collar with his hands.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm the overwhelming emotions, yet the fiery light in his eyes and the barely concealable excitement still betrayed the turbulence in his heart.
A moment later.
Footsteps, light and rhythmic, echoed from inside to outside, each step pressing heavily on Chen Nan's tense heartstrings, making his heartbeat accelerate.
Next, the crisp sound of the door lock turning broke the brief silence, and the door slowly opened from inside.
Keren Zhu's beautiful figure entered Chen Nan's eyes.
She was dressed in a floral dress, tightly and smoothly hugging her shapely curves, making her appear seductively well-proportioned.
