They were so close, both enduring their desires.
After a moment of silence, Lu Yang cleared her throat and said, "It's getting dark. I'm going to meet Mingyu later..."
She paused, her fingers curling up, and continued, "Should I examine you now, or do you want to choose another time?"
Jiang Yanzhou looked at the black lashes circling her eyes, the slightly curled ends of her eyelashes adding a touch of charm. Before encountering her, he had never imagined that one day he would tremble with excitement over a single eyelash of a person.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes filled with a hidden smile. "Right now."
Upon hearing his words, Lu Yang raised an eyebrow, eager to move her hand. "Wait. Let me get my tools."
Jiang Yanzhou furrowed his brow suspiciously. "Tools?"
"Yeah," Lu Yang replied.
Jiang Yanzhou stared at her. "Are you repulsed by me?"
