Continuing to talk about the issues of Nanling Village, but the pace of speech noticeably slowed down, the low and pleasant male voice echoed in the office, harmonizing with the cascade of memories in Mu Tiantian's mind, surprisingly in tune and clear.
Two words suddenly exploded in Mu Tiantian's mind: It's over!
The more she recalled, the more she realized her resistance to Bai Chenyao was almost pathetically weak.
Her gaze uncontrollably shifted slowly from the hot milk she was holding to Bai Chenyao's face opposite her, looking at his familiar brows and eyes, familiar expression, with familiar sounds in her ears…
Damn!
Mu Tiantian suddenly placed the hot milk in her hand onto the coffee table in front of her, regaining her recent composure and calmness in front of Bai Chenyao.
"Sorry, I got distracted!"
Bai Chenyao's gaze moved slowly from the milk left on the coffee table by Mu Tiantian, finally landing on her doll-like face, full of seriousness and a bit of apology.
