บท 1672: Keeping Her

With every word Xiao Ying said, Long Ming's expression darkened.

He pinched her small chin, his handsome face leaning toward her.

Xiao Ying looked at the pair of deep eyes that were very close to her and felt a sense of danger as if she had fallen into a whirlpool.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyebrows sharp and cold, and his lips pursed tightly.

The air pressure in the car decreased and the man's breath surrounded her, making it hard for Xiao Ying to breathe.

She had been trained since she was young and was used to seeing good-looking people.

Leaving aside Long Ming looked like, his eyes were too deep and dark. The emotions surging within them were hard for Xiao Ying to handle.

She pursed her lips, not wanting to show her weakness in front of him. She pretended to be calm and indifferent. "Why are you so close to me?"