Yan Ting’s eyes narrowed slightly, watching as a sudden blush spread across her snow-white, delicate face. With his rough fingertips, he inexplicably pinched her soft, tender cheeks that felt as smooth as a peeled egg.
Her face was truly small, barely the size of a palm, yet her features were fine and exquisite. Especially those soft, rosy lips that had been bitten by her—they were so alluring and plump that he felt an urge to claim them, never wanting to let go.
The warmth of his fingers made Lin Banxia feel unbearably hot. She quickly turned her face slightly to the side and took a step back, "You’re probably tired from getting back this late. How about you take a shower and I’ll go downstairs to get you a glass of water?"
"Mm!" Yan Ting seed quite pleased with her gentle and thoughtful deanor, which resembled that of a sweet, caring wife, stirring an inexplicable desire to spoil her.
Lin Banxia fled the bedroom in a panic. Only after stepping out did she realize how wildly her heart was beating.
Oh god, this man constantly gives her a feeling of danger that makes her want to run away.
She brought up a glass of warm water, but the man was still in the shower. At a loss for what to do, she finally decided to just lie down on one side of the bed, planning to go to sleep first.
Because once that man finished showering, she really had no idea how she was going to face him.
Truth be told, she hadn’t known Yan Ting for long.
Even if she counted all their encounters from her past life, it wasn’t much. This unfamiliar sense of interaction left Lin Banxia feeling unsettled and overwheld.
She closed her eyes, her mind a chaotic ss, drifting back to the mories of her previous life with Yan Ting—occasionally eting at family banquets, and then those monts when she was at her most disheveled, he always seed to coincidentally pass by.
Just as Lin Banxia was wondering why he always seed to catch her in her worst monts, the bathroom door was pushed open.
The man erged with droplets of water clinging to him, his solid, muscular body wrapped in nothing but a loosely tied towel, teetering on the brink of slipping off at any mont.
Lin Banxia stole a quick glance before imdiately shutting her eyes tightly.
No peeking!
She had better focus on sleep; this man’s physique was simply too good—one more look and she feared she’d beco an incurable fangirl.
Yan Ting walked out and saw the small mound on one side of the bed. His lips curved in a devilish smirk.
Leisurely making his way over, he finished the glass of water she’d brought and then lay down on the bed beside her.
His gaze remained fixed on the mound of blankets, and as he settled on the bed, the small figure beneath noticeably shivered.
This little woman—she was pretending to be asleep.
Was he really that intimidating?
"What did you do with those phones?" Yan Ting didn’t disturb her but asked in a calm tone.
Lin Banxia’s tightly shut eyes suddenly flew open. Was this man talking to her?
Should she keep pretending to be asleep or respond to his question?
"I threw them into the lake behind us! That should be fine, right?" Lin Banxia replied softly.
Yan Ting unexpectedly leaned in closer, his body radiating a molten heat. "So you’re not asleep after all!"
Lin Banxia’s beautiful eyes darted about frantically to avoid his gaze. Great, this man was purposely testing her.
"I’m about to sleep—so tired!" Lin Banxia deliberately put on a weary expression.
Suddenly, Yan Ting leaned in even closer. His thin lips curled slightly as he whispered, "I have a way to help you fall asleep faster. Want to try it?"
At that mont, Lin Banxia’s mind was a complete blank. Hearing his words, she inadvertently asked, "Really? What way?"
(Little Su has only one thought—darlings, rember to bookmark!)
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