Rhys's eyes flashed with mischief, his lips curling up ever so slightly, but his voice remained icy cold: "Oh? The things partners should do? What exactly do you mean?"
Luna's face flushed red—how could this man be so dense? She'd brought it up this far, did he really want her to spell it out?
She couldn't tell if he truly didn't get it, or if he just wanted her to say it herself.
Her face turned even redder, almost as if it could bleed, making her look even more alluring.
Rhys took it all in, his gaze deepening, throat bobbing as he swallowed hard!
He was just about to say something.
Suddenly, there was a loud "BANG!"
The hotpot in front of them exploded instantly, shards flying everywhere, scalding broth and food scattering all around.
"Holy shit, damn, who knew eating hotpot could come with a built-in explosion?"
Luna jumped up in fright, instinctively backing away.
