Their noses touched again at close range, and their lips were only a few centimeters apart.
As long as either one leaned in, they could lightly meet.
The distance between them was so close that from far away, they looked like they were making out.
Gu Jin's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and her face heated up all at once.
She felt her face must be red; otherwise, how could it be this hot.
Gu Jin stared at An Mingji without blinking, her pupils unfocused, not knowing what expression she should make.
An Mingji's gaze turned dangerous; the way he stared at Gu Jin was like he was about to devour her, that danger slamming straight into her.
Perhaps because he saw the faint flush on Gu Jin's face and the way her pupils were a little unfocused, An Mingji's lips suddenly curved into a smile.
The young man's pair of flirtatious peach blossom eyes half narrowed, his beautiful eye bags slightly pushed up, his whole person lazy yet noble.
He gently leaned toward Gu Jin, slowly, slowly.
