Qin Yucen's gaze swept lightly over the composed Huo Jingtang sitting opposite her. He didn't look at all like someone with an ailing kidney; he was more capable than anyone. She clearly hadn't forgotten his expert and superb kissing skills, which had left her emotions in disarray and her heart in a flutter. Just thinking about these things made her feel her cheeks beginning to heat up.
Qin Yucen picked up her cup of water and took a sip, trying to mask her fluster: "This kind of thing... I'm not too clear on it."
Huo Jingtang paused the actions of his hands and lifted his eyelids to glance at Qin Yucen before continuing to cut his steak.
Her not being clear on it, he thought, don't joke. Hadn't she experienced it herself? She had nearly devoured him.
Are all women so good at pretending? On the surface, pure and innocent, but deep down, unrestrained and shameless.
And Qin Yucen was the finest among them!
