Tonight is the night
บรรณาธิการ: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Lin Qian's body was trapped in the soft mattress, and Li Zhicheng was above her, completely blocking the light and her sight. It was exciting, but also agitating. He put his hands on her sides and looked down at her. He seemed to be examining or appreciating her with his dark eyes and wasn't inclined to start yet.
Lin Qian blushed in embarrassment at his his perplexing look and said in dismay, "What're you looking at?"
He didn't answer her, but there was a trace of a smile in his eyes. The smile was rippling like water in a limpid lake, and the waves were drifting off to the deep of his pupils, where the light was gloomy inside.
Then everything returned to quietude. His eyes were bright and mesmerizing again. He gave nothing more than an ordinary look, which, nonetheless, made Lin Qian fluster.
She felt like a prey running for long and finally captured by him. As for him, he was delighted at the moment.