She was stunned. She only heard him play one piece that night, and she was drunk, but in her memory, he played that piece of music very beautifully.
"Why, you don't want to?" He frowned slightly, but his eyes were very gentle, so gentle that it was intoxicating.
Tong Caiwei felt a little embarrassed under his gaze, and looked away from him.
"Are you afraid of me?" Ye Fan raised a mischievous smile on his lips and leaned closer to her, with a bit more playfulness in his eyes.
"No...no..." she stammered, the nervousness in her voice completely betraying her mood at this time.
The unique fragrance of his body lingered in her nose. She didn't know whether it was because the fragrance on his body had a soothing effect or because his eyes were too tempting. Tong Caiwei felt a little dizzy...
"You still said no, but look, your face is full of nervousness." After saying that, Ye Fan stretched out his hand and touched her cheek, stroking it gently. The cold feeling made Tong Caiwei even more dizzy.
,Rapid heartbeat.
"Don't be afraid..." He was already very close to her and whispered in her ear.
Tong Caiwei felt as if she was bewitched, and his voice sounded a thousand times gentler than usual.
Like a burst of beautiful music, surrounding my ears.
She felt like she was about to faint.
I was dizzy by the electricity released in his eyes and voice.
"What should I do? I really want to kiss you now." Ye Fan's lips gently brushed against her ear. Tong Caiwei's whole body softened and she felt a strange feeling spreading in her heart.
She was startled by his words and wanted to push him away, but unexpectedly Ye Fan was one step ahead of her and had already put her in his arms.
He stretched out his white and slender fingers and hooked her chin, his eyes became a little unclear, "Did you scare you? Coward, okay, I won't tease you anymore, let's get out of the car."
He laughed softly, with a smile in the corners of his eyes.
Tong Caiwei hit him on the chest angrily and pouted, "Mr. Ye, I'm going to be angry if you do this again."
Ye Fan looked at her pouted mouth and couldn't help but stretch out his fingers and rub it gently.
His fingers left her lips, but even more cruelly, he put the finger that had rubbed her lips on his lips, stuck out his tongue and licked it, looking at her little face as red as an apple,
He said seriously, "Well, it tastes good."
Tong Caiwei was almost ashamed of herself. How could the noble and cool Lord Ye Fan suddenly act like a little hooligan?
He rubbed her little head, smiling at the corners of her eyes and brows.
The car stopped at the ranch we had visited before.
Ye Fan took her hand and walked inside.
He held her hand naturally, and the two of them looked like lovers. Occasionally, someone would come over to the ranch and they couldn't help but glance at her.
Tong Caiwei's face turned red, and she wanted to take her hand out with some embarrassment. However, her struggle failed once again. Not to mention her hand, she couldn't even move a finger.
She looked at him angrily, what the hell, they were not lovers, why did they hold hands.
Looking at Ye Fan again, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, clearly snickering, which was simply hateful.
Not long after leaving, someone immediately ran out and stood in two rows.