She wrapped her legs around his waist, tilted her head, and gave his cheek a light nip. She gazed at him with a smile, the corners of her mouth curved and her eyes arched—like fallen blossoms drifting onto a lake in late spring, creating ripples that broke the stillness.
Lin Yunxiu’s Adam’s apple bobbed. His hand slid down to rest firmly on her waist, his grip leaving no room for refusal. His breath drew closer, carrying a cool, faint fragrance that gradually seeped into her senses.
Just as his lips were about to descend upon hers, Xingyu reached out to block him. She pointed at her own neck, her eyes narrowed, waiting with a haughty air for his response.
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