Fu Yinli slightly closed his eyes and stepped towards her.
As soon as he touched her, her gaze fixed on him. Her amber eyes shimmered with a bright light, giving him a slight sensation of disorientation, creating the illusion that she could see.
Su Lingzhi looked at the indistinct outline of his face, withdrew her hand from his palm, stood up, and walked towards the bedroom.
Fu Yinli pulled her into his arms, holding her waist, and said, "I haven't finished speaking, why are you leaving?"
"What do you want to say?"
"I'll be gentler in the future and try not to disturb you," Fu Yinli said in a negotiating tone, "Is that alright?"
Seeing her unmoved, he frowned slightly and softly asked, "Are you still upset with me about last night?"
"Last night is part of the reason," Su Lingzhi turned to look at him, gazing into his deep-set eyes, "I want to have some space for myself."
