Feimo…
Why was he here?
The heartbeat in her chest was uncontrollable, thudding wildly as if something wanted to burst out, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't suppress the sound of it. He was dressed in an iron-gray suit with a sapphire blue cufflink on each cuff, looking very elegant. His gaze was intense as he stared at her; she remembered the passionate Feimo from last night, that scorching look in his eyes was remarkably similar to this moment's.
Her body suddenly heated up, the places where he had kissed and caressed her burning hot as if endless heat had seeped into her skin, and her pale face flushed with blossoming red clouds.
She bowed her head, not daring to meet Ye Feimo's gaze.
The shadow gradually shifted away, Wen Nuan's fingertips trembled slightly as Ye Feimo took a seat next to her and also ordered a pot of Pu'er tea.
