Sure, here is the translated text:
The young girl's long eyelashes trembled delicately with each breath, appearing fragile.
Lin Yan bent down, shielding her from the overhead light, enveloping her completely in shadow. In the dimness, the man's gaze was deep and calm. He pressed his lips together and slowly moved his gaze from Jiang Lai's eyelashes to her nose, to her lips...
They were small, porcelain white, clean like a piece of chocolate, making him want to taste them to see if they were sweet.
So, Lin Yan lowered his head, one hand supporting the edge of the sofa above Jiang Lai's head, the other slowly removing his glasses. He then gradually leaned closer, lightly touching Jiang Lai's nose with his lips.
Cool, with a faint hint of sweetness.
Feeling unsatisfied, Lin Yan leaned down for another kiss, staying longer this time. The light was blocked behind him, and in the shadows, Jiang Lai's eyelashes fluttered slightly.
She sighed softly.
