"Tingye!"
Meimei stared at her hand, dazed. Coming back to her senses, she quickly reached out to grab him, but her strength was too small, and she ended up falling backward with Dan Tingye!
"Ah—"
Meimei hugged her head with both hands, bracing for the pain, but instead, she fell into a warm chest.
At the critical moment, Dan Tingye reached out and held her tightly in his arms, the two of them falling onto the sofa together.
"Are you okay?" Dan Tingye’s thin lips slightly parted, and his deep black eyes slowly lifted, looking intently at her.
Seeing her fear and yet her tight hold around him, he felt warmth in his heart.
"I’m okay."
"..."
After a brief pause, Meimei opened her eyes and saw the two of them embracing without leaving any space between them. Her cheeks reddened as she struggled to climb off him, but meeting his dark gaze, her body froze.
His gaze was deep, as if it could stir a vortex, persistently drawing her soul, rendering her unable to look away.
Like entranced, Meimei lifted her head from his chest, slowly reaching towards his handsome face...
He was so good-looking.
Though she lived abroad for years in places with many good-looking people, she’d never seen anyone more handsome than Tingye.
Even when he frowned, he was extraordinarily good-looking!
Uh...
Why was he frowning?
Meimei belatedly noticed, looking at him, finally realizing she was reaching out to touch his handsome face, a trace of panic crossing her eyes.
Oh no, Tingye wouldn’t even let her touch his leg, and now she’s touched his face... Would he think she’s too forward?
Meimei’s nerves twitched, seeing Dan Tingye persistently frowning, scared—she was about to retract her hand when he caught it.
In his eyes, besides surprise, there was a light she couldn’t understand.
"Tingye, I just, I... Ah!"
Before Meimei could explain, Dan Tingye turned and pressed her below him, raising his eyebrows, looking down at her alarmed little face.
His gaze was deep, as if trying to discern her true thoughts from the panic on her face.
His arms braced on either side of her, trapping her firmly within his embrace. Meimei’s petite body moved uneasily, but couldn’t shake his lean yet strong physique, she bit her lip.
Dan Tingye just watched her, his breath gradually becoming heavy, warm breath sweeping onto her small face, carrying a minty scent, comfortable yet mysteriously alluring.
Meeting his focused gaze, Meimei forgot to dodge, staring blankly as he lowered his head, his thin lips slowly pressing against hers...
"Hey, has Meimei come to find you? She disappeared last night..."
Jiang Nan’s anxious voice sounded from outside the door, and the next moment, he rushed into the living room, as swift as a gale.
Seeing Dan Tingye on the sofa, just about to ask about Meimei’s whereabouts, he glanced at the person pressed under Dan Tingye on the sofa, his body stiffened, eyes widening in shock, unable to believe the scene before him.
Can someone tell him what’s going on now?
The person he’d been looking for all along had actually come to the private villa, not only arrived but entered, and was now lying intimately with his dearest brother on the sofa.