"Get to it already." Dan Tingye acted as if he couldn't see the embarrassment and shyness on her face, his voice tinged with impatience as he looked at her intently.
He was gradually entering her world, teaching her to get used to his presence, to grow accustomed to his closeness, not as an adoring brother, but as her man.
"..."
Meimei gulped hard to make sure she hadn't misheard, her small face turning rosy red.
These days, she felt like she was dreaming, immersed in the magic he created for her, moving from being touched to being flattered... Everything Dan Tingye did continually refreshed her understanding of him.
In that instant, Meimei seemed not to recognize him, yet he stood right in front of her, still the same person she knew.
Meimei stepped forward, her petite body only reaching his chest. She stood on tiptoe slightly and reached out to unbutton his shirt, slowly moving downward.
