When they returned to Shuiyunjian, Sheng Qianchi's cheeks were unusually flushed. Gu Jiayin didn't pay any attention, assuming he had just drunk a bit too much.
She unfastened his seatbelt for him and softly said, "We're here."
Sheng Qianchi slowly opened his eyes, looking at the woman in front of him for a long time without speaking. His eyes at that moment were as deep as the ocean at night, with dark currents surging yet mysteriously calm.
It was as if they had an overwhelming attraction, pulling her in.
Gu Jiayin couldn't withstand his gaze, and after a moment, she turned her face away and got out of the car first.
Sheng Qianchi followed her out of the car, a step behind, his eyes tightly locked onto her back like a leopard ready to pounce on its prey in the night.
Although Gu Jiayin didn't look back, she could feel the heat and gaze on her, stirring a boundless embarrassment within her. This feeling was identical to when he had stared at her on the Eagle Emperor's cruise.
