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The two stood side by side, squeezed into the elevator with the crowd. Jiang Shiyu pulled her closer, his arm draped over her shoulders. Her graceful figure caught the attention of the men in the elevator, who couldn't help but glance at her.
Jiang Shiyu shot a cold look at one of them, and the man immediately averted his gaze, embarrassed. Jiang Shiyu tightened his grip, and Yun leaned her cheek against his muscular chest. His body heat radiated, making her face feel warm.
Yun pushed him away slightly, but Jiang Shiyu held her in place. Their striking looks drew everyone's attention, especially with Yun dressed so attractively. As the crowd thinned out, Yun finally mustered the courage to push him away completely. She was relieved that her makeup concealed her flushed cheeks, but her exposed ears betrayed her true feelings.
Jiang Shiyu watched her closely and gently hooked his pinky around her finger in a teasing manner. Yun instinctively curled her fingers and swatted his hand away. A smirk appeared on Jiang Shiyu's lips as they reached their floor. Yun stepped out first but stumbled on her high heels, twisting her ankle. Jiang Shiyu quickly caught her.
With one hand on her waist and the other on her arm, he leaned in close, his strong masculine scent overwhelming Yun's senses. She shifted her feet; after wearing high heels all day, her toes and heels were already sore. Now with the twist, she limped out and thought to herself that she would never wear high heels for beauty's sake again.
"Do you want me to carry you?" he asked.
Yun forced a tight smile and shook her head. "No, thank you."
Jiang Shiyu disliked how she always responded with "thank you," so he teased her in a sarcastic tone, "Aren't you polite?"
Yun chuckled softly as she slipped off her high heels and stepped barefoot onto the ground. It felt much better to be flat-footed. When they reached Jiang Shiyu's door, she lifted her chin and said, "We're here; let’s go in!"
Jiang Shiyu swiped his card to unlock the door and raised an eyebrow playfully. "Didn’t you say you’d accompany me while I change?"
Yun looked at him; she wasn’t foolish enough to walk into a trap. She turned to leave, but Jiang Shiyu reached out and pulled her back.
"What are you afraid of? I’ll change in the bedroom; you can wait for me on the sofa."
Yun stared at him for a few seconds before pushing open the door and stepping inside. Jiang Shiyu followed and closed the door behind them, plunging them into darkness. The next moment, he turned on the light by the entrance.
She felt a wave of panic wash over her as soon as the door closed, as if she had stepped into a cage.
Turning around, she bumped right into his chest, the solid wall of muscle causing her nose to sting. She squinted and let out a small hiss of discomfort. Jiang Shiyu reached out, cradling her face to inspect the spot where she had hit it. "Where did you bump into?" he asked.
Yun complained, "Can you stop following me around all the time?"
She opened her slightly moist eyes and realized how close they were, close enough for her to see the glassy sheen in his Peach Blossom Eyes, the creases of his double eyelids, and the roots of his eyelashes. Their breaths seemed to intertwine in that moment.
Yun recalled how Shu Ran had sent her a glowing image of a man with abs, kneeling on the ground, bound in nothing but a pair of suit pants.
Jiang Shiyu noticed the change in her expression, from initial shock to a subtle smile as she thought of something. His gaze lingered heavily on her red lips.
The fish was hooked.
As if entranced, Yun asked, "Do you have abs under your clothes?"
Jiang Shiyu's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice turned husky. "Why don't you take a look?"
Their breaths became tightly entwined, and Yun wasn't sure who initiated it; she only knew that by the time she realized what was happening, she had already been lifted off the ground.
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