While transferring the documents, their fingertips accidentally touched, resulting in a shared warmth and tenderness.
Yi Juncheng's breathing turned a little ragged, but when he looked at Sheng Yang, he noticed that her face was still expressionless. He smiled self-deprecatingly.
He didn't know how long he could take it. After all, he had never been a patient person.
Maybe in this life, maybe in the next life… In the next life?
He knew Sheng Yang's heart was cold and hard to conquer. It wouldn't be easy.
Maybe he had used up all his patience on her.
Accepting the stack of documents she gave him, Yi Juncheng roughly flipped through some of them as his charming eyes burned brighter and brighter. "Are these for me?"
He didn't like to repeat himself, but he couldn't help it.
Seeing that he liked them, Sheng Yang nodded with a smile.
