254 The girl they are looking for died ten years back.

Sensing his eyes getting a shade darker with every passing second with true desire and his fingers gliding tortuously upward, Lifen gulped down the lump of saliva that she never knew she was holding in her throat.

She was so lost in his deep dark brown eyes that she didn't noticed when he pulled her more into his body leaving no gap between them.

She only realized it when felt his warm mint fragrant breath coming too close over her face. She hurriedly squeezed her hand inside between them as she pushed him a little back, creating some good safe distance between their bodies.

Her heart was already thumping a lot faster and louder than before. Her breathing has also turned a little messy because of the sudden nervousness, this devil has caused her.

Seeing her in such condition, Deming's lips turned into a smirk as he asked,  "What's wrong Little Cat? Is there something wrong?"