Xin Ziyi felt uncomfortably scrutinized, her face instantly flushing a deep red that not even the dim light could hide.
In the end, Xin Ziyi was the first to admit defeat as she averted her gaze.
"What are you going to do, huh?" Xin Ziyi's voice lacked confidence, tinged with a hint of anticipation.
Perhaps because they were too close, Xin Ziyi felt her body temperature rising, her entire face burning up. Li Qiang, too, felt the heat as he tugged at his collar, then forcefully pushed Xin Ziyi down with his hands.
Xin Ziyi was startled, and by the time she realized what was happening, she was already lying on the sofa with Li Qiang's body pressing tightly against hers.
The two of them clung to each other, and Xin Ziyi's breath slowed by half a beat as she blushed deeply, looking at Li Qiang before swallowing hard.
Li Qiang made no move to rush the next step, simply gazing at Xin Ziyi as if to etch her appearance into his soul.