He did not respond to her, instead, she felt the ripple of energy in the air, the glazed spiritual strength fluctuating from him.They were on elegant stone corridor earlier that is designed by rune everywhere, the next after the energy burst, they were moved to a large room. Teleport.
It was so quick just like a blink of an eye that made her feel dizzy, feeling like she wants to vomit from the sudden bend of s.p.a.ce combined with blood rus.h.i.+ng to her head.
Probably feeling merciful, he lifted her up from his shoulder and slowly glide her down as his arm still held her firmly on the waist very closely.
She has no choice but feels the warmth from him through his armor as she slid down. Despite her getting cold because of her wet dress, the heat that he gives overrides that.
Feeling her face getting warm because of this, she immediately bowed her head and step back as soon as her feet touched the cold marble floor.
She can still feel him staring at her intently but ignored him by trying to turn back but failed completely. His hand touched her head, feeling the spiritual energy from it to heal.
"There. Feeling better?" he asked, voice laced with concern, hands are still holding her waist, not allowing her to stay away.
Giving a nod, then tried to pry his fingers off to remove them on her waist, "You can release me now." She said looking at him directly, her red eyes glared at his silver eyes with challenge.
With a smirk, "Is that what you really want?" he asked knowingly. Like he was fascinated with her feeble attempt to be in control.
With a frown, "Yes!" she answered without a second thought.
Instead of releasing, his face moved closer to her, his nose touching her own. He then touched her cheek with a finger and slowly caresses her face, its running on her cheek on hypnotic pace. There are tiny currents with every touch he made on her skin.
"Do you not feel that?" he asked, his finger continue to play with her cheek while he held the eye contact with her, all attention, only at her. He looks genuinely smiling at her like she is the most fascinating thing in the world.
His eyes are getting hazy with something that Gao Lan Mei have never seen from anyone looking like that, especially when directed at her.
The way he looks at her with his silver eyes is soothing, if possible to just stare at those eyes like forever, it"s probably fine for her. It"s like
She can feel a strange warmth spreading from the bottom of her heart that comforted her.
"Feel what?" her internal thought. She can feel her heart pounding because of the close contact. Her brain stopped functioning suddenly and just stared at the mesmerizing silver eyes. What is she supposed to do again?
His warm breath smells like mint. That quite strange given that they are in the bottom of the sea. Sea mint? Is there such thing.
"Stop!" she forcefully removed herself from his hold. As soon as she did, his lip curled up, not happy for her outburst, then masked it with indifferent expression.
Calming her senses, she payed attention to something else. She almost cave in to his touch. The feeling of being with him is starting to surface. It"s a good thing that she got distracted because of "Mint". That will be her safe word then in the future if he is involved.