However, when Li Zhi stepped into the room, she found Shen Yuan already settled on the sofa. He had even deliberately curled his six-foot-plus frame into one of its corners.
The sofa in Li Zhi's study was one of those especially small, low-to-the-ground types, with the cushions sitting just a short distance from the floor.
This height of a mere eight inches or so was quite restrictive for a tall guy like Shen Yuan.
Gazing at the sight of him, Li Zhi was momentarily at a loss for words.
Li Zhi silently placed the cola on the table, then slowly walked to the other end of the sofa and sat down.
Even though they were sitting at opposite ends of the sofa, the distance between them was only about three fists' worth.
The slightest movement would cause them to touch.
Shen Yuan shifted slightly, then reached out and opened the cola on the small table. "Here," he said softly, handing the opened can to Li Zhi.
