Lu Feng stopped in his tracks but didn't turn around, not until a pair of hands wrapped around his waist and her head pressed against his back. Her quick breaths seeped through the thin pajama fabric, lightly brushing his skin, making every pore on his body flare open.
This little vixen!
He realized he really was more and more helpless when it came to her.
"Lu Feng, I promise you, between Gong Ting and me it'll only ever be an engagement in name. Don't go!" Eden wheedled and clung to him. Seeing that he remained unmoved, she grew so anxious she was about to cry.
She went around to stand in front of him, completely disregarding how disheveled she looked, rose on tiptoe to kiss him. Even when sharp pain shot up from her ankle, she ignored it. She only wanted to make him yield, to stop him from leaving her.
