บท 113: 113: Who is Miss Nanxi? (1)

The man on the bed beside her moved, his right arm suddenly draped over her shoulder, Tara Summer opened her eyes, her body instantly tensed.

She stayed silent as the wild, masculine scent grew closer.

Liam Yancey leaned towards her, propped up on his upper body, scrutinizing her pale face, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"What are you doing?" Tara Summer, enduring the pain, turned to him, her gaze meeting a pair of ink-black pupils. His gaze was deep and profound, enough to intoxicate anyone at first glance.

If it weren't for the stomachache, she felt at the moment, she would probably be lost in it...

"Stomachache?" Liam Yancey, ever vigilant, wouldn't miss even the slightest sound she made. Not to mention, her face wasn't looking good, her lips were pale.

"I'm fine." Tara Summer felt a bit awkward, unaccustomed to his almost caring tone.