The warm breath brushed against Zhang Yuan's earlobe, carrying a sweet, ambiguous fragrance like orchids and musk.
Although Xun Lingling's temperament was reckless, her charm was not something an ordinary person could resist.
Unfortunately, she had chosen the wrong person for her attentions.
"Hmm."
Zhang Yuan glanced at the approaching Xun Lingling with an unchanged expression, showing no trace of emotion in his eyes.
As if he didn't even notice how close he was to the other person.
This scene fell into the eyes of others, immediately causing misunderstandings.
Among the many glances toward Zhang Yuan, there were traces of envy and hatred!
Xun Lingling was stung by the cold, emotionless look in Zhang Yuan's eyes and instinctively shrank back, putting some distance between them again.
A slight blush of annoyance appeared on her charming face.
