Xie Jie's knuckles tapping on the desktop paused.

He lowered his head and gazed into Ahya's eyes for a long time, covering those beautiful amber eyes.

Ahya obediently raised her head, Xie Jie's broad palm was enough to cover half of her face, her neck was long and fragile, her butterfly-winged eyelashes swept against Xie Jie's palm, bringing tingling throbs that continued straight to her heart.

She could not see, but she could hear Xie Jie's unemotional voice ringing in her ...