Lin Tian grabbed Manxue's shoulders and pressed her hard against the wall. At midnight, alone with a woman in a room, it would be a disservice not to seize such a beautiful moment.
Manxue immediately stopped crying, but when she came to her senses, she found herself backed against the wall, the distance between them merely an arm's length. She could feel the breath Lin Tian exhaled, and Lin Tian could still smell the orchid-like scent of her breath. His initial intention was just to distract Miss, but as he inhaled that orchid-like scent, a wonderful ripple seemed to arise in his heart.
On such a deep night, with such a fairy-like Miss, Lin Tian's heartstrings were fiercely plucked, and the Miss before him seemed to emanate an irresistible charm, captivating his gaze.
"Miss, you are truly beautiful," Lin Tian uttered his sincere admiration in her ear, his breath blowing on her face, causing her to subconsciously dodge.