SHIMIN’S YIN AND YANG EYES

Ling Li stiffened. ‘Why is he laughing?’

Before Ling Li could react, he moved — swiftly, effortlessly, and deliberately. One moment, she was upright, and the next, she was against his chest, her body molded to his warmth, caged in the strength of his arms.

She blinked once. Twice.

‘I was just thinking about it, and I ended up under him within seconds. Dang! Who asked me to have such a strong husband?!’

Heat spread up her neck as the realization settled in.

Four Eyes smirked. ‘I will tell you how much I love this new ability. Not for now.’

Ling Li narrowed her eyes.

This man was going to be trouble.

Before she could protest, Four Eyes rolled her effortlessly, pinning her beneath him. His gaze burned with something deeper, something more primal. A silent intensity settled over them, tangible in the space between breaths.

Ling Li felt her heart stammer.