Now that he was wearing this pair of silver-rimmed glasses, the lenses covered the original fierceness in his eyes, and he looked a lot gentler than before. If He Xing had not mentioned his age, he could have passed for a celebrity in his early 20s.
Seeing the undisguised look of admiration in Du Yue's eyes, He Xing leaned forward and opened his eyes wide. He said softly, "As long as you think it looks good."
"Yes, yes, it's nice!"
"Since it's so good, don't you want to express your appreciation?"
The two of them were very close to each other. After hearing He Xing's words, Du Yue moved forward a little more, and their clothes were instantly pressed together.
Du Yue smiled evilly and bit hard on He Xing's lip. Before He Xing could react, Du Yue moved back. "Is that enough?"
He Xing reached out his slender fingers and rubbed his lip that Du Yue had bitten. With a faint smile, he said, "This is far from enough. Let me teach you..."
