It was not until a slight itch traveled from her fingertips to her heart that Shen Hanxing suddenly clenched her fists. It was only then that she realized that Ji Yan had blinked subconsciously, and his eyelashes had brushed past her fingers.
"Madam?" At this moment, Ji Yan seemed very harmless. His fluffy bangs fell and swept over his straight brows. He tilted his head slightly, a smile in his eyes, but there was also a hint of doubt. He looked at Shen Hanxing with his head tilted as if he was asking a silent question.
