Although Chi Cheng was covered with a thin blanket, An Ran was curled up completely beneath him.
At a lowered glance, she could see...
So shy.
An Ran quickly averted her gaze, too embarrassed to look.
"Look at me." Chi Cheng cupped her cheek with one hand, "I want you to watch with your own eyes, as I possess you."
The more shy she was, the more he said things like that.
An Ran felt her breathing was trembling, her cheeks must be flushed red.
Outside was overcast, and inside the house was dim if the lights weren't on.
Chi Cheng leaned over her, his silhouette distinct and three-dimensional in the gloom, appearing even more charming.
Rumble—
Thunder had begun outside, almost simultaneously, rain came pouring down in a pitter-patter.
Beating against the windows.
In this kind of weather, being holed up in the room would make one feel very secure.
Whether due to a natural bodily response or being too nervous, fine beads of sweat appeared on An Ran's forehead.
