An Ran closed her eyes, letting him kiss her, so obedient.
She even responded to him with slight movements.
This was the first time in a week that she had actively responded to him.
Chi Cheng opened his eyes, watching the girl close hers, obedient and compliant as always.
His gaze seemed to instantly fill with intense desire, suppressed yet fiery.
He cupped An Ran's cheek with one hand, his voice hoarse, "Making that expression, are you trying to make me ruin your dress right now?"
"No, I'm not," An Ran protested softly.
She didn't know what had gotten into her just now.
At every previous moment she wanted to embrace him.
Chi Cheng took out lip gloss and carefully applied it to An Ran's lips before lifting her down, "Let's go."
An Ran glanced sideways, seeing her hand interlocked with his fingers, unable to resist a smile.
Feeling so good.
This was the brother she used to know, she believed.
-
At the cocktail party.
