Lu Fengxuan blinked her eyes, the clear distinction between black and white in her pupils shimmering in the dark, like an innocent deer lost in the woods.
"...Forget it." Yu Chiyin couldn't help but feel gloomy about his too keen vision, seeing everything too clearly.
He loosened his grip on her, lying to the side to calm the heat raging within him, not daring to look at her—the heart quiets when the eyes don't see!
"Master Yu, your self-control isn't up to par!"
Lu Fengxuan kept a short, safe distance from him, her lips curved up, gloating:
"Don't blame me for seducing you. It was you who started this. Do you know what this is called? This is called asking for trouble, suffering the consequences of your actions, self..."
Yu Chiyin interrupted her with a hoarse voice:
"Axuan, let's continue our earlier conversation. Who did you go out to meet this afternoon?"
Such an obvious change of subject.
