His very being, his aura, his lips, they all captivated her.
Her mind was still in a daze as Matthew Saxon's handsome face magnified before her eyes again, his slender Peach Blossom Eyes seductively tilted upward, his voice hoarse, whispering close to her ear: "Well, there's nothing much going on now, we're just idle anyway, why don't I teach you a few more times, three hours of tutorial time should be enough, what do you say?"
His breath brushed like feathers against her cheek, his warm lips wandering and landing again beside her lips.
"Matthew Saxon, I'm hungry!" Just as his lips were about to descend again, Scarlett Yates pulled over the food bag placed to the side and blocked it between the two of them, reaching her hand into the bag and retrieving a piece of fried chicken, stuffing it into Matthew Saxon's mouth, "You need to eat fried chicken while it's hot, it's not as good when it gets cold."
