Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (172)

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, she felt a shadow pressing down on her head. She suddenly looked up and saw the man's handsome face right in front of her.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her body instinctively tried to lean back. But there was a backrest behind her, and her back hit the backrest.

The man's lips came closer and closer, his hot breath on her face, tickling her sensitive nerves.

'What… what is he trying to do?'

Qiao Ruoxi felt as if her heart had been stuffed with dozens of rabbits. The nervous atmosphere made her forget to breathe as she stared at him with wide eyes.

"Mr. Feng, you…"

Feng Yunan suddenly came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure. He quickly retracted his chin and pretended to hide it. "Ahem… my face is really dirty."

It turned out that he was looking at her face and felt that it was very dirty. She had thought that he wanted to kiss her just now!