Only then did Jiang Xun realize just how vivid the Mind-Reading Skill Card was. It was like Fu Yanli was speaking right into his ear.
More importantly, what the hell was going on in Fu Yanli's head?!
His hands are so small? So soft??
Jiang Xun was dumbfounded. Looking at the hand he was holding, he forgot how to speak.
He sneaked another glance up at Fu Yanli's face. His expression was still calm, composed and restrained, seemingly free of worldly desires. There was no sign whatsoever of what he was thinking.
Jiang Xun quickly looked away and pretended to study the man's palm. "Mm... your career line is very good too."
The next second, another sentence surfaced in his mind:
-He's sneaking looks at me.
Jiang Xun's heart jolted, and a chill ran down his spine.
Fu Yanli noticed something was off. His patient, gentle gaze settled on that handsome face as he asked, "Why aren't you continuing?"
"Right, I'll continue..."
Jiang Xun went on spouting nonsense about his life line and love line. His mind was a complete blur, and he had no idea what he was even saying.
Even with his head lowered, he could feel Fu Yanli's gaze on him. It wasn't heated, probing, or appraising. It was positively calm.
Except...
-His eyes are like a puppy's. Cute.
-His lips look so soft. I want to kiss them.
The apartment was temperature-controlled. On this winter night, Jiang Xun wore only a fairly fitted, light-colored undershirt and loose trousers.
-Such a slender waist. I want to squeeze it.
-His ears are red. I want to kiss them.
The thoughts kept sounding in his mind, one after another, that deep, slightly husky voice plucking at every last one of Jiang Xun's nerves.
It was like fire after