Shen Fanxing stared in disbelief at the refined and noble-looking man in a white shirt and black pants.
He looked so aloof and unattainable, as if nothing could taint him. He looked gentle and elegant, but she didn't expect this man to be capable of such lewd words.
"Oh? Say something."
Bo Jinchuan's gaze slipped from her eyes to her lips. His fingers followed the beautiful curves of her jawline and stopped at her tightly buttoned collar.
His eyes dimmed before he lifted his eyes to meet hers. "Or is it because you already felt something and that was why you have rejected the way I treated you earlier on?"
Shen Fanxing choked and spluttered. "I didn't! How could I possibly have?!"
"Is that so?" asked Bo Jinchuan as his lips curled upwards. His fingers, which had caressed her collar, gently held her hand before moving closer to her. His warm breath brushed against her lips.
"You didn't feel anything but you're still so engrossed?"
