"I didn't wake up. Or rather, I was awake the whole time. I wasn't drunk at all."
Yun Xiaoran studied Shen Jin's flushed face with amusement. He knew she did not want to look at him right now.
But Yun Xiaoran still insisted on tilting her chin up.
Shen Jin could only leave her face fully exposed to Yun Xiaoran's gaze. Embarrassment, alarm, panic, and bashfulness began taking turns crossing her face.
Finally, they settled into nervous helplessness.
Granted, lifting her chin like this was a little like something a domineering CEO would do.
But Yun Xiaoran found the gesture immensely satisfying. He could look at her face without restraint, watching her expressions shift under his gaze until she finally settled into a look of embarrassment, as though he were staring straight at her completely naked body.
It was only her face, just her face, yet once he held the upper hand and could look at it as freely as he pleased, the feeling became entirely different.
Especially when he lifted her chin against her will, the gesture itself seemed to carry a sense of irresistible force.
Shen Jin was helpless. She tried several times to pull Yun Xiaoran's hand away, but how could she possibly overcome his strength? All she could do was look at him with those beautiful, bashful eyes, resistance lingering in their depths.
After staring at Yun Xiaoran's smiling face like that, Shen Jin finally shook her head slightly to signal that she did not want this.
But Yun Xiaoran acted as though he had not seen it, refusing to acknowledge her gesture.
Then he gave a light cough and looked at Shen Jin as he asked:
"Well? What were you trying to do just now?"
Yun Xiaoran's question was like a sharp sword, like the