[The caress sends a jolt of warmth down his neck, and Shen Wei suspects it might not have to do with Chroma. He's about to do the extremely unadvised action of tilting his face just so that lips met palm when Zhao Yunlan's words stutter him back to reality.]
A ruse? I would never take advantage of you like that! What kind of an excuse--
[his voice thins slightly, and realizing he's bordering on sounding a touch unhinged, Shen Wei clamps his lips shut. dropping Zhao's hand in his haste to put a respectable distance between them.]
no subject
A ruse? I would never take advantage of you like that! What kind of an excuse--
[his voice thins slightly, and realizing he's bordering on sounding a touch unhinged, Shen Wei clamps his lips shut. dropping Zhao's hand in his haste to put a respectable distance between them.]