(Jiang Yao and Lu Yanzhi, extra one)
Jiang Yao's fingertips brushed over Lu Yanzhi's Adam's apple, then across his collar.
Lu Yanzhi's heart skipped a beat.
His face flushed, and his breathing grew slightly uneven.
Jiang Yao smiled in satisfaction. "You like women with slim waists and long legs, yet you blush the moment I touch you?"
"And, Xiaoyan, why are you panting?" Jiang Yao pressed.
Lu Yanzhi swore furiously inside his head.
Who the fuck was panting??
Jiang Yao, try being a decent human being.
Lu Yanzhi wanted to curse him out.
But feeling the collar tighten around his neck, he didn't dare lash out. Swallowing his frustration, he said, "I-I'm not blushing... and I don't pant..."
Jiang Yao rubbed Lu Yanzhi's chin with his fingertips and said with perfect seriousness, "Then I haven't been trying hard enough."
Lu Yanzhi: "..."
Jiang Yao said, "If you don't know how to pant, come to my room tonight. I'll teach you."
Lu Yanzhi: "..."
A languid smile curled Jiang Yao's lips. "There are plenty of other things I can do."
"Like make you cry."
Lu Yanzhi shrank into the corner in terror, crossing his arms over his face. "I know you're a great fighter, but you can't go beating people up and crushing delicate flowers on a dark and windy night, can you?"
Jiang Yao froze for a moment.
Lu Yanzhi inwardly applauded his own quick thinking.
Playing dumb really did save him from embarrassment.
But the next second-
A low chuckle escaped Jiang Yao's throat. His suggestive gaze swept over Lu Yanzhi as he asked with a smile, "A dark and windy night? Crushing delicate flowers?"
Lu Yanzhi was dumbfounded.
After all that blathering, those were the only two points this bastard had picked up on?
"I never looked closely