Lu Jingyan felt as if her face had been electrified, a tingling sensation spreading across her skin.
It was not until Sheng Xian withdrew his hand nonchalantly and straightened up that she snapped out of her daze.
She moved her lips and subconsciously raised her hand to touch the spot he had just brushed. It still faintly bore the coolness of his fingertips. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly withdrew her hand.
Having caught this small gesture, Sheng Xian turned his head away, looking out the window.
The atmosphere in the room grew somewhat tense.
After what seemed like an eternity, Sheng Xian cleared his throat, as if nothing had happened, and asked in a slightly indifferent tone, "Are you still going home?"
Although she hadn't let him inquire about what exactly had happened, he could guess it was related to Yang Xu and her family.
"Huh?" Still caught in the moment of Sheng Xian's touch, Lu Jingyan responded absently.
