He had been holding Yue Ran's hand for far longer than he intended, the warmth of her skin radiating into his own.
With a sudden rush of embarrassment flooding his cheeks, Andre immediately released her grip, feeling the heat of the moment linger in the air between them.
As Andre's gaze drifted, it unexpectedly locked with hers. The sight was enchanting; a pair of clear and distinct eyes looked at him, bright and vivid, shimmering like sunlit water as they reflected his image, seemingly full of his figure, as though he were not just a momentary distraction, but her entire universe.
At that moment, Andre's heart beat faster.
There was an unfamiliar stirring within him, a sensation that fluttered restlessly in his chest.
The man looked at Yue Ran's face in a daze, but she remained blissfully unaware of his gaze. Her attention was wholly focused on the injury that marred her hand, her eyes working diligently to examine the damage.
