"Ah, so you are Miss Bev."
Wang Xi smiled elegantly and offered his hand.
"It is my honor to know your real name."
"You have a way with words, Mr. Jai."
Bev said in a languid tone, extending her own hand. But instead of shaking his, she gently placed her hand on the young man's palm.
Wang Xi froze for a second.
He reacted quickly, rising from the cotton candy cushion. He then bowed his head and kissed his own thumb in a gesture of respect.
"Don't be so formal."
Just then, Bev's teasing voice sounded.
Wang Xi lifted his gaze to meet hers.
The Witch toyed with a lock of her curly hair, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.
"I permit you to kiss my knuckles and the back of my hand."
"…"
Wang Xi remained silent, simply following the Witch's wishes. He kissed her second knuckle and then the back of her hand, each touch brief and light.
The smile on the Witch's lips deepened.
