Thoughts racing, Ruan Tianling felt a surge of heat coursing through his body, his eyes darkening a few shades.
"Here... like this..." he muttered, leaning closer to her face, his voice low and husky.
Jian Yufei didn't notice his proximity, she solely focused on his explanation, nodding incessantly as she listened.
His explanation was good, and captivating, and she was utterly fascinated.
She'd even forgotten he was Ruan Tianling...
By the time she realized something was off, the man's left hand had vacated the keyboard and had found its way to her waist.
The sudden heat flowing from his palms jolted her back to her senses.
She gasped, reflexively reaching to pull his hand away, but his other arm swept around her, pulling her into his embrace.
"You..." Jian Yufei's eyes widened in shame and anger as she struggled, "Let me go!"
What a despicable man! She never expected him to strike while she was off guard.
