Zhao Mingyan lowered his head, resting his chin right on her right shoulder. His hot breath washed over her ear and neck.
Ji Qingwu's right earlobe turned bright red.
With one ear filled with his deep breathing, she had to focus her other ear on the conversation outside.
She tried to concentrate, but unfortunately, there was a troublemaker right in front of her.
Zhao Mingyan's hand moved to her face, and he playfully flicked her earlobe a couple of times.
Even though it was too dark inside the cabinet to see the color of her jade-like earlobe, he could feel its charming heat through his fingertips.
Ji Qingwu decided to just assume he had idle hands and a bad habit of teasing people's ears.
She took a breath and endured it.
But then his finger began tracing the shell of her ear. The intermittent touches stirred a fire within Ji Qingwu.
Besides, Ji Qingwu was just getting to the crucial part of the conversation.
