Lan Jin: "..."
She always felt like someone was deliberately taking liberties with her! But there wasn't enough evidence.
In a corner unnoticed by others, a certain gentleman secretly pinched his fingertip.
The touch was as smooth and tender as milk, and it seemed to linger at his fingertips...
Shadows danced in the depths of his dark eyes, and even his breathing began to intensify slightly, stirring his mind to excitement.
That feeling... was so damn marvelous.
The little girl's hands... why were they so beautiful and so soft?
It was a fatal temptation.
To be honest, he had seen countless beautiful hands, belonging to both men and women, but he had only ever glanced at them, never doing anything out of line.
He had never lost control like today, even feeling a suffocating quickening of his heartbeat.
Even he found it inexplicable.
...
As the piano music slowly began, Rong Huo's starry eyes half-closed in concentration.
