Under her hand pressing down on his chest, she could clearly feel his heartbeat thumping loudly.
In those dark eyes, her figure was vividly reflected.
It was as if his eyes contained only her.
Huang Ying's heart inexplicably skipped a beat, her cheeks slightly flushed, a hint of blush crawling to her ear tips.
Hastily stabilizing herself, she reached out to push him away.
"Why are you here?"
Chen Jun glanced at her flushed cheeks and ear tips, pondered briefly, and assumed she had a fever, reaching out to touch her forehead.
Huang Ying was startled, hastily turning her head.
Chen Jun's fingertips brushed past her cheek.
The spot on Huang Ying's cheek that had been brushed immediately felt hot, her face reddening further.
Frightened, she retreated two steps, stammering as she spoke.
"What... what do you want to do again?"
Chen Jun looked at her increasingly red face, the corners of his lips twitching helplessly.
