Song Tianmo leaned his body close to Ling Fei, his towering figure imposingly pressing towards her, causing Ling Fei to feel intense pressure. However, the car was too small; she had nowhere to escape, her back already pressed against the car door, she could only watch wide-eyed as Song Tianmo grew closer and closer.
"Right, you didn't do it on purpose! With just a casual remark from you, people began to treat me like a peeping tom, tarnishing my reputation. How should we settle this account? Also, you misspoke earlier, I wasn't peeping…" Song Tianmo's gaze landed on her delicate little face, his slender fingers following closely, gently caressing her cheek.
The faint light from the street lamps outside the car window projected onto her delicate face, making her visage even more tempting, pristine and transparent just like white jade.
Song Tianmo reached out to touch her face and then slid down her chin, easily unbuttoning a couple of buttons on her blouse.