The scorching atmosphere, which had nearly solidified from the impact of the scene before them, was instantly punctured by the sudden "hidden weapon" and Shen Yuan's clumsy dodge.
"PFFT—"
Almost at the same time the slipper hit the floor, an extremely short, clearly suppressed laugh escaped from Li Zhi's throat.
The tight line of her profile suddenly relaxed, and the corners of her mouth flew upward into an amused curve she couldn't hold back.
Although she immediately tried to force it back down, the sparkling amusement mixed with the vexation blooming in her eyes couldn't be hidden.
Shen Yuan watched as Li Zhi's expression quickly shifted from embarrassed anger to suppressed laughter, until she finally turned away, refusing to look at him. Seeing her adorable reaction, the immense shock he'd felt also miraculously subsided.
The searing dizziness that had rushed to his head was replaced by a more genuine, slightly silly warmth.
