Nyx, "Who told you to treat everyone as objects?"
Xia Tian's laughter echoed through the room, and he couldn't help but tease Nyx, knowing that she was holding something back.
His hand brushed against her face, feeling the softness of her skin."You don't sound much disappointed saying that you are also an object of mine?" he chuckled, his eyes twinkling mischievously.
Nyx's eyes remained unwavering as she looked up at Xia Tian. "I don't care," she spat, her voice laced with a hint of bitterness, which can't be seen by anyone else other than him.
Xia Tian couldn't help but chuckle as Nyx's words fell flat, failing to mask the flicker of emotion that danced in her eyes.
He knew that beneath her tough exterior, she was hiding something, but he didn't push the matter.Instead, he let his fingers trace the contours of her face, marveling at the softness of her skin.
