Chu You lowered his eyes and watched Nian Yuyu silently; dark tides surged within his clear eyes, nearly engulfing her.
Nian Yuyu was extremely bashful and managed to meet his gaze for only a second before immediately turning her head to the side, her eyes darting about in disarray.
The two were very close, her wrist firmly imprisoned by Chu You, as his unique scent swept over her, overwhelming and pervasive.
"I... I was just joking with Xiaoyang," Nian Yuyu coquettishly protested.
Chu Yang was really unreliable!
She couldn't help but grumble internally, even though he had a serious countenance, how could he betray her just like that!
Chu You laughed softly, restraining her wrist with one hand, while the other lifted her chin, moving closer, until their noses were touching.
"Just a joke?"
"Baby..." The warm breath escaping Chu You's lips kissed Nian Yuyu's own as he spoke, "It wasn't really a joke."
He chuckled softly, "I truly want to see you dance like a girl group."