"Awake?" The person's voice carried a hint of laughter, yet it seemed somewhat cold and harsh.
A hand lifted the black silk that covered her eyes, and Ran Yan opened her eyes to see the face of the person above her, as well as the state she was in.
All her clothes had been removed, except for a bean-green undergarment that contrasted with her pale, delicate skin, making her appear incredibly fragile. The man lying on top of her was only wearing a white undershirt, his sturdy chest bare, his dark hair disheveled, and his thin, long face had full temples and long eyebrows reaching into his hairline. His eyes were not as sharp as Su Fu's, rather, they were narrow and long, and his handsome nose had a slightly hooked tip. His thin lips curved into a cool and detached smile.
Humiliation! That was the first word to cross Ran Yan's mind, but faced with the teasing smile in his eyes, she absolutely would not allow herself to lose composure.
