She turned her head and found herself looking directly into the man's pitch-black gaze.
Gu Zhixi's heart instantly became a mess, and she quickly averted her eyes, hurrying to the bed to pick up her clothes.
Even if her clothes were torn, it was better than wearing this man's clothes...
After much effort, she found her trousers, but suddenly, an arm lay across her waist, and her back collided with a wall of rigid chest.
"Ah!" She exclaimed in alarm, but before she could struggle, her back was pressed against the cold wall.
The man pinned her against the wall, his face expressionless, yet his eyes were suppressing some emotion, which terrified her.
"He Jingyao..." she began, her voice trembling.
He didn't speak, a hand grazing her eye corner, his breathing growing heavy.
Gu Zhixi tensed up nervously, this demeanor of He Jingyao... it scared her even more than before...
