He bent down to roll up the pants, his hands gently folding the fabric with precision. His fingers brushed against her ankles as he worked. Li Na, not expecting such attention to detail, felt her eyes following his every movement. His focused expression,8 the way his brow furrowed slightly as he adjusted her clothes, made her heart flutter.
As she looked down at him, a memory came to mind. "This is the second time," she said softly, her words barely audible.
Her eyes softened as she looked at him with affection, recalling the moment in the garden when he had lowered himself like this to help her. Despite his powerful background, he was here, humbling himself before her. The thought made her heart swell with joy.