At that moment, the night was deep and shadowy, and the candle flames flickered.
The man's handsome face was inches away, lips slightly curled in a smile, his voice captivating, like a seductive demon in the dark night, full of deadly allure.
Yun Ran stared at him blankly, her mind a mess like watered-down paste, unable to function.
She asked foolishly, "So... what do you want to do?"
The smile at the corners of the man's mouth deepened, even his eyes were tinged with intoxicating laughter, as his fingers gently brushed her delicate, soft lips, his handsome face slowly moving closer.
They were already very close, yet he seemed to deliberately inch his handsome face toward her.
Yun Ran was so nervous that she held her breath, finally reacting at the last moment, reaching out to push his face away.
However, her hand was caught and pinned above her head, a forceful and slightly unfamiliar power descending, instantly stealing away all her breath.
