Because the two people were very close, as Tang Ruanruan spoke, her breath would brush past Luo Zhaoyao's eyes, causing his long eyelashes to tremble. The vibration was slight, but it transmitted a peculiar sensation along the roots of his lashes into his Body, as if his entire being was affected by this tremor. He surprisingly did not pull his hand away immediately, his brow furrowing slightly, though not in disgust.
It was the first time Tang Ruanruan had been in such close proximity to a Man while making eye contact; surprisingly, she wasn't afraid, but rather captivated by his light brown irises. Just then, a ray of sunlight shone through the window, landing in Luo Zhaoyao's eyes, refracting into scattered specks of light, mesmerizing like diamonds.
Fortunately, her daze lasted only an instant, and she quickly composed herself. Her face was still somewhat flushed, but she knew this was her only chance. She worked hard to calm the shyness in her heart and voiced the persuasive reason she had prepared long ago.
"Marry me, and you won't lose out!"
Tang Ruanruan spoke with confidence. She had just realized that Luo Zhaoyao seemed not to like girls who were weepy, so perhaps she could change her approach.
Just as she was about to lose the seductive gaze she was holding, someone tapped the back of her hand.
Tang Ruanruan was almost thrown off by the electric sensation, but she quickly recovered and pretended to casually withdraw her hand.
Luo Zhaoyao, having regained the freedom to Talk, felt a slight regret; he hadn't actually disliked that sensation just now.
"Tell me, how exactly will I not lose out?"
A cool voice sounded. The tone made her ears tingle slightly, and she instinctively wanted to rub them, but she managed to stop her Hand in time.
"I study Nursing, so I can Care for you," Tang Ruanruan was direct, presenting her most advantageous point immediately.
Luo Zhaoyao looked at the woman half-crouching before him. Her crescent eyes were curved, appearing utterly pure and lovely, yet the hint of redness at the corner of her eyes made her captivating and alluring.
If his self-control weren't good, he would have wanted to reach out and wipe away that flush of color.
Seeing that Luo Zhaoyao remained silent, Tang Ruanruan leaned closer to him. Their noses were less than two centimeters apart, and their exhaled breaths mingled.
Luo Zhaoyao had never been so close to a woman. A sweet fragrance washed over him, especially her red lips curved slightly upward before him. He could tell she had carefully applied Lip rouge before coming out; moreover, the Lip rouge smelled like strawberry, incredibly tempting, making one want to lean in and taste it.
His gaze uncontrollably fixed on that patch of red lips, and his Fingers subconsciously tightened on the Armrest of the Wheelchair beneath him.
"I am paralyzed; my legs may never walk again."
Luo Zhaoyao shifted his gaze from her lips, slowly settling on Tang Ruanruan's crescent eyes. There was no surprise in his narrow phoenix eyes.
Tang Ruanruan suppressed the shyness in her heart and unconsciously pressed her Hand onto Luo Zhaoyao's knee, her Fingers tracing upward bit by bit, finally resting near the wound he had just helped bandage.
She placed both Hands over the gauze and gently stroked it once, her voice involuntarily softening considerably.
"Without legs, are you no longer a Man?"
Luo Zhaoyao's gaze suddenly sharpened, like a sharp sword piercing into Tang Ruanruan's eyes.
Yet, she maintained her smile, her Fingers fearlessly moving higher up the wound, finally resting near the root of his thigh: "I want to marry you as a person; what does that have to do with your legs?"
Luo Zhaoyao finally could not let her continue. He had never encountered a girl who looked so pure yet was so bold. Did she not know what she was doing?
He grabbed both of her slender wrists and forcefully pushed her away. As expected, Tang Ruanruan fell toward the ground.
Luo Zhaoyao felt a pang of regret after pushing her, his Fingers clenching, but he did not try to stop her fall, merely watching Tang Ruanruan coldly.
Tang Ruanruan instinctively prepared to collapse onto the ground, but she reacted quickly. She was here to Seduce him; how could she resign herself to falling like that? Enduring the shy feeling, she forcefully twisted her direction, but due to the awkward force, she ended up tumbling right into Luo Zhaoyao's embrace.
Luo Zhaoyao instinctively gripped her.
Tang Ruanruan's Hand was held fast, unable to move, and her mouth was just inches away from Luo Zhaoyao's collarbone deep in his neck.
A little higher, and she would see the throbbing carotid artery appear in her view.
Tang Ruanruan tilted her head up, slowly moving closer to that spot with a bewitching aura.
Inch by inch, slowly approaching that place where life pulsed.
Her warm breath sprayed onto the slightly raised blue artery, which pulsed with her own breathing.
At some point, Tang Ruanruan's Hand had been freed. She raised one Hand and lightly touched the carotid artery so close by. Instantly, an electric current surged through that artery and swept over his entire Body, both numb and tingling, forcing him to grit his teeth.
Tang Ruanruan felt Luo Zhaoyao's Body instantly tense up, and the corner of her mouth curved upward.
She thought that no matter how formidable Luo Chaoyang was, if she used her charm to Seduce him, she was sure to succeed.
Luo Zhaoyao slowly relaxed, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he actually let out a light chuckle.
That single sound caused a vibration in his chest cavity, making Tang Ruanruan, who was leaning in his embrace, shift slightly along with it.
He actually laughed.
A laugh so seductive.
Tang Ruanruan was an invisible voice-connoisseur; that perfect voice resonated with her most ideal vocal tone.
That seductive voice completely solidified her initially uncommitted plan to seduce.
For the sake of this voice, she was determined to hook and obtain him, regardless of whether he was paralyzed.
"Throwing yourself into my arms won't work on me."
Luo Zhaoyao leaned back in the wheelchair, his gaze sweeping over her eyes, seemingly waiting for her to flee in embarrassment. Instead, the little fox he expected slowly approached his collarbone and gently blew a breath of air.
Although it was merely a brush against the skin, not even lingering for a second, it was exceptionally seductive.
Luo Zhaoyao felt every millisecond of sensation as those red lips swept past; it was so soft. If he could kiss her, what kind of feeling would that be?
He directly threw her away.
He wanted to watch this woman run away crying, at least so she wouldn't provoke trouble for his cousin.
But the little fox didn't cry or look wronged; instead, she slyly winked at him, "Then what kind do you like? Tell me, and I'll change!"
That heart-stirring voice came from a face that was utterly pure, making her seem even more cunning than the little fox.
Luo Zhaoyao: "..."
Tang Ruanruan supported her knees, which were about to go weak.
If this wasn't sincerity enough, what else did he want?
Did she have to kiss him?
Even if she were given twice the thick skin, she couldn't manage to kiss him upon their first meeting, could she?
"You can't even think of this, yet you say you want to marry me?"
His voice was full of mockery, directly telling her how childish and clumsy her little action just now was.
Tang Ruanruan felt her entire Human Heart beating wildly, her cheeks burning, and her ear tip felt like it was about to bleed.
"Then should I kiss you?"