Leng Yichen's touch made Bai Yiran's body tremble slightly, a shivering sensation swept over her entire being. Her charming face flushed, and her blurred eyes made Leng Yichen lose himself in infatuation.
Considering Bai Yiran's injuries, Leng Yichen had only intended to enjoy the sensation of touch, but her reaction made him lose self-control again.
"What was Qi Hui doing in Xiao Xi's room today?" Unable to help himself, Leng Yichen searched for a topic, hoping to calm the intense hormones raging within him through conversation.
"Her?" Mentioning Qi Hui, Bai Yiran's face turned cold, "She asked about how I got injured,
Leng Yichen stood behind Bai Yiran, his Adam's apple bobbing, his eyes growing deeper and deeper.
"What did you say?" He asked mechanically, his mind already wandering, speaking to Bai Yiran.
