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