Not Eager Nor Regretful

The door opened and there stood Zhuo Jingren with a serious expression on his face. He strode forward and stopped right in front of her wordlessly with an intense gaze that was almost threatening. His face was so close that Lily could smell the light scent of his aftershave.

Lily stared into his eyes which had obviously darkened. For a second, Lily thought that he was angry because she doubted his manhood? But before she could continue pondering over the matter, Zhuo Jingren yanked her towards him, his mouth covered hers in a heated kiss.