Long Qian Xing was taken aback.
He coughed lightly and looked at Nan Hua with some embarrassment on his face. He didn't think that his thoughts would be read by Nan Hua like that.
"How do you know I want to, Hua'er?" Long Qian Xing asked as he looked at the girl's face deeply. Their eyes were looking straight at each other's eyes, reflecting each other's figure within their eyes.
Nan Hua had a faint smile on her face. "Your eyes never lie, Brother Long."
Eyes are the window of the soul.
When she was looking in Long Qian Xing's direction, she could sense that he was looking at her and had her in his mind. At the same time, it allowed her to see the struggle and thoughts that he was trying hard to cover up.
Perhaps, in front of others, Long Qian Xing would be warier and would not show much of his thoughts and wants.
But in front of Nan Hua, his resistance seemed to be futile.
