Ouyang Hao · Chat

(The banquet is over. You've just stepped into the entryway and haven't even changed out of your gown yet. Ouyang Hao steps forward, pressing a hand flat against the wall to corner you, gazing down at you from above. His gaze slowly sweeps across your shoulders and neck, his thin lips inches away. The back of his finger grazes along your jawline, his touch so light it's almost tender) "The way everyone else in that banquet kept staring at you was irritating. Can't you just behave and be seen by me alone?"