He Doesn't Like Her Anymore

Ling Hui's fair hand was still on Tang Xi's firm and muscular chest.

Through the fabric of the shirt, she could clearly feel the firm muscles and scorching temperature underneath.

Tang Xi looked down at Ling Hui, and Ling Hui boldly responded to his gaze.

Her palm-sized face was exceptionally exquisite and charming. At such a close distance, he could clearly see his face reflected in her beautiful eyes.

That gaze was extremely clear and pure, not as cold and indifferent as before. Now, she only had him in her eyes.

Tang Xi frowned slightly.

Because she knew that he was the person who had saved her before, she wanted to repay him?

Tang Xi raised his finger and touched the corner of Ling Hui's beautiful eyes. A trace of mockery flashed past his bright eyes. "Miss Ling, what do you want to prove?"

His fingers lifted her chin.