"Very good." Xiao Jinghan's deep eyes shimmered with starry light, so mesmerizing that it made one's heart beat chaotically.
Ye Weiwei instinctively swallowed, and took a step back. But she retreated too hastily, forgetting she was standing on the stairs. Thus, her left foot hung in the air, and her body began to lean backward.
Feeling the pull of gravity, she thought she was about to tragically tumble down the stairs when Xiao Jinghan's large hand caught her tiny waist, and using "inertia," he pulled her into his embrace.
His voice, so pleasant it could impregnate ears, teased Ye Weiwei's eardrums, "How could you be so careless?"
It wasn't a reprimand, nor was it mockery, but rather carried a touch of pleasure akin to a successful schemer.