Ye Yiheng's head lowered slightly, his thin lips seemingly about to move closer...
With a thud, Leng Yu Yan felt as if she heard the sound of a string snapping inside her brain.
Their faces were too close, so close that she always felt as if something was about to cover hers, so she suddenly opened her eyes wide, her previously hazy expression instantly focused.
Realizing she was in his arms, she pushed against his chest and leapt down in a panic, cursing herself for not being clear-headed.
"Has the Commandery Princess misunderstood something?"
Ye Yiheng's brows furrowed slightly, could it be that she thought he intended to kiss her?
Song Guo tactfully left the room.
"..." Leng Yu Yan blushed fiercely, feeling as if her whole body was on fire.
Yet he even pressed against her lips, silencing her words and preventing her from spitting out the pill. She could do nothing but slap his arm randomly.
Ye Yiheng then withdrew his hand.
