The man rested his head on her shoulder, and as he spoke, warm breath lightly sprayed onto her earlobe, tickling her.
Shen Mingzhu wasn't quite used to this level of intimacy, so she stiffened and gave a faint response.
Pei Yang looked at her, "Aren't you going to ask what I'm planning to do?"
Shen Mingzhu replied, "If you want to tell me, just tell me."
"But do you want to know?"
Although Shen Mingzhu's gaze did not waver, she could still feel the man beside her staring at her intensely, his gaze piercing and assertive, making it impossible for her to ignore.
Unable to control herself, she turned to look at him, an action that brought their faces suddenly very close, their breaths intertwining.
And Pei Yang did not miss this excellent opportunity; he immediately leaned in to capture her lips.