She quietly tore her gaze away, the smile on her face gradually fading too. Finally, it turned into tranquility, and even her twinkling eyes returned to usual.
When she lowered her head to drink her tea, she saw that across her, someone had reached out to take the cup in her hand. When she looked up, Mu Yuchen's handsome face greeted her sight.
"Be absent-minded again and your hand will have to suffer again." His deep and sensitive voice floated into her ears.
Xi Xiaye then slowly returned to her senses as she peered down at the cup in her hand. Indeed, she noticed that the tea inside was tilting, about to spill out.
She unexpectedly laughed and suddenly let go.
Bam!
The sound of crisp ceramic shattering was heard. The teacup that was once in her hand instantly shattered into pieces and the light-colored tea had spilt all over the floor.
