He was already one head taller than her. She lowered her head, earnestly helping him untie his necktie.
Perhaps because of nervousness, her hands trembled slightly.
The more flustered she became, the harder it was to untie it.
A tie that should have been easy to undo ended up getting tighter and tighter. Her nervousness caused beads of sweat to form on the tip of her nose.
A faint, elusive fragrance lingered on her body, its subtle scent stirring the heart slightly.
He lowered his head to watch her. From the collar, he could see a full and graceful curve.
Seemingly sensing his scorching gaze, Qin Miaomiao became even more flustered. The tie grew tighter in her fumbling hands, becoming impossible to untie.
Left with no choice, she braced herself and said:
"Sorry, I can’t get it undone."
When she lifted her head, her eyes coincidentally met his gaze.
Deep and tranquil, as though it could draw the soul from a person. She couldn’t help but lose herself in it, forgetting to release her grip.
He casually raised his hand and, with a simple motion, the necktie came undone.
She hurriedly tried to pull her hand back, but he caught it. His broad palm gripped her hand tightly, slender yet delicate.
Silky and smooth, her fingertips carried a faint coolness, exuding a natural, subtle aroma.
A heat rose in Lu Qing’s chest. Grasping her hand, he unexpectedly pressed her against the wardrobe behind her while she was caught off guard!
Qin Miaomiao was startled and froze, staring at him blankly, sweat still dotting the tip of her nose.
Her makeup was light. She wasn’t the type of woman with arresting features, but upon closer examination, her face was immensely alluring.
Her slightly upturned pink lips shimmered faintly, and her eyes were even more captivating—pure and innocent, with a hint of seduction!
Seemingly unaware of it, her demeanor carried a subtle allure. The pad of Lu Qing’s finger brushed against her lips, which were soft like flower petals, sending a spark of numbness through his heart.
The pad of his finger lingered on her lips, the intimate motion charged with ambiguity.
Goosebumps rose over Qin Miaomiao’s skin. What was wrong with this man?
Was he suddenly overcome with some crazed impulse?
Could it be that he wanted to do something to her?
The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became. She tried to struggle, raising her other hand to push him away. But the moment she moved, he caught her hand.
Just as she opened her mouth, her lips softened. He had leaned in and kissed her!
The sensation of their lips meeting almost caused her to lose control.
She found herself bewitched, far from disliking his kiss. She even closed her eyes!
"Turns out, you’re nothing special after all."
He let out a soft, mocking chuckle as he delivered these words.
Qin Miaomiao’s eyes flew open abruptly. She looked at him incredulously, only to catch the coldness in his expression.
It felt like a bucket of icy water had been poured over her head, chilling her to the bone!
Of course. He didn’t care for her in the slightest. To him, she was still the infatuated girl from before. His actions were merely intended to test her.
And truth be told, just now she hadn’t been any different from that hopelessly smitten girl from the past!
Her gaze grew cold completely. She swiftly yanked her hand away and said in an indifferent tone:
"Mr. Lu, I’m tired. Excuse me, I’d like to rest."
Without waiting for him to speak, she pushed past him and walked out on her own, her expression icy, her demeanor proud. Even though she had lost this time, she resolved to maintain her poise!
Next time, she wouldn’t allow herself to lose control !