Translator: Pika

  “What?” Zu An was startled. Oddly enough, he was a little uncomfortable with this.

  “Don’t move.” Qiu Honglei mumbled indistinctly, at the same time tucking the strands of hair that had fallen down onto her cheeks back behind her ears.

  Zu An subconsciously straightened. The surroundings were quiet, so quiet that only the gentle breathing of the two of them could be heard.

  He could vaguely smell the scent of her hair, as well as the delicate fragr..