Shu Yimo seemed to be aware of his gaze as well, and subconsciously glanced back at him, capturing the faint glimmer that hadn't yet faded from his dark eyes. She couldn't resist starting off with her eyebrows dancing in excitement—
"How about that? Now, don't I also have some potential as a military strategist? I saw in your eyes nothing less than naked adoration for me..."
Her words made Long Chengyu chuckle softly, pinching her newly bandaged hand, "I do hope you look at me in the same way, but it needn't be so much adoration, but rather a bit more of something else..."
"And what is it that you want more of?"
Shu Yimo leaned back against the back of her chair, her hand casually grasping his slender fingers. A soft glow shimmered in her starry eyes as she looked at him, and suddenly, an unusual emotion flickered through them, causing the grip on his hand to tighten suddenly.
