"I like places without light, this way, I can see people, but they can't see me—"
A sudden spark of light flared up.
Li Yao was so startled that she unconsciously took a step back.
In the dimness, Yu Jun was leaning over, bringing the flame to the wick.
Soon after, the room was filled with light.
He straightened up, turned his face toward Li Yao outside the door, and smiled slightly: "Sister, are you scared?"
The word "Sister" made Li Yao's heart tremble.
Under the yellow glow of the light, the young man's features were bewitching, reminiscent of the "Crown Prince" in the palace, mysterious and splendid.
She was truly afraid.
Afraid of the poison in his smile, and even more afraid of the seductive allure in his brows, as if it could drag someone into an unfathomable abyss.
"Sister, you can come in and search now." He gestured invitingly with a smile.
Li Yao was already at the door, but she stiffened her neck and retorted: "When did I say I was going to search?"
