Gu Jin is really beautiful; her eyelashes are dense and long, like little fans gently sweeping over An Mingji's heart, making him feel ticklish.
"I'm talking to you, did you hear me?!"
An Mingji restrained the expression on his face and nodded obediently at her, "Yes, yes, I got it, it won't happen again."
"That's more like it."
Gu Jin withdrew her hand, preparing to return to her original seat.
Just as she got up to leave, she was suddenly knocked down onto the sandalwood chair.
Because the chair was covered in soft fur, there was no impact felt by Gu Jin when she fell.
But An Mingji was tall and heavy, pressing on her body, restricting her movements.
"You brat, get off me!"
An Mingji restrained her struggling limbs. Once Gu Jin stopped moving, he cupped her palm-sized pretty face with his hand, lowering his head slightly.
Their foreheads touched, and their noses brushed against each other, sparking a sudden intimacy.
Gu Jin blinked, her heart racing inexplicably.
