Qin Shuang's heart skipped half a beat.
If she hadn't been crystal clear about her status with He Zhiyao, she might have almost been seduced by that remark.
Qin Shuang quietly despised herself – how silly she was to even start daydreaming.
She was just a toy He Zhiyao had bought to alleviate his boredom. It couldn't possibly be her that He Zhiyao would flirt with, right?
He Zhiyao tapped her cheek with his finger, "Focus."
Qin Shuang's eyelids fluttered – focus? Focus on what?
Before her mind could catch up, her lips were punished with a light bite.
"Ouch," Qin Shuang winced and gently pushed him away.
He Zhiyao let her go, and Qin Shuang hurriedly stepped back twice.
Then she paused and nervously clutched her fingers.
She hadn't upset him again, had she?
Qin Shuang looked down, not daring to see He Zhiyao's expression.
