Zhong Xiran bit her lip. His cool lips brushed against the bridge of her nose, trailing downward, promising a kiss at any moment.
She looked up, meeting Qi Sinian's narrow eyes, mere inches away.
His eyes were inky black, the corners tilting up in a way that usually made him seem detached. But now, so close, they looked incredibly tender.
The thought startled her—that she could find Qi Sinian, of
















