The stranger turned, his eyes meeting FengLi's with an intensity that sent a shiver down his spine. "FengLi," the man said, his voice rich and smooth. "I've heard much about you."
FengLi froze as he realized where he knew this stranger from. This was the man they shared a booth with at the auction house. This was the man who listened to all his moans as Brother Jian teased him…
The silver-haired ger was at a complete loss for a moment, his face freezing as if he was a broken toy. He didn't know where to go from that point. Who was this man? Was this man his surprise? How had the man and Brother Jian come into contact with each other?
Without noticing his hesitation, Brother Jian easily put his arm around FengLi's waist drawing him closer to the table.
