56 What's the Panic For? 4yr

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In the silent and still kitchen, all you could hear was the gentle whistling sounds coming from the brewing kettle.
Her elbow was propped up between the two of them. Her palms were beginning to sweat.
At eye level, she could clearly see Fu Huai'an's open shirt collar as he moved to embrace her. His defined muscles were vaguely revealed. Lin Nuan immediately averted her eyes and stared at the floor, her fair ears turning as red as a tomato.
"What's the panic for?"
Smiling, Fu Huai'an asked in a low voice. A voice like that in a space occupied by only two people only appeared more alluring than ever.
The mature and imposing aura of the man enveloped her whole body—she was so nervous she couldn't breathe properly.
She tried to play it cool and ask Fu Huai'an to move, but her throat was so dry she felt as if she was being choked, unable to say a single word. All she could do was keep her head down unnaturally with her arms pushed up against Fu Huai'an's chest.
"You afraid of me?" Fu Huai'an stared deeply into her eyes and asked.
"No…" Lin Nuan denied.
To back up her own claim, she forced herself to look up and stare into Fu Huai'an's eyes. Her heart started beating fast