His Adam's apple quickly bobbed up and down. Yan Nansheng forced himself to look away, but then...
He caught sight of those dazzlingly pale, long legs below.
Because she was sitting on the sofa, the hem of her T-shirt had been lifted up, and in the light, those two legs were fully exposed—glossy, fair, with a lustrous sheen like that of pearls...
As he looked on, Yan Nansheng felt himself...
"Sheng brother?" Feng Yanyan raised her little hand and waved it in front of him.
Yan Nansheng quickly came back to his senses, coughed lightly to cover his lapse, "What's up?"
Feng Yanyan said, "I forgot to tell you, today I owe it to Ke Li for saving me. He even got hit. I don't know how serious it is—can I borrow your phone to call him?"
Yan Nansheng sat down beside her while the Persian Cat immediately jumped onto his lap, swishing its tail and looking up at him with a fawning gaze.
