As if bewitched, Jiang Qingli went along with his words, asking, "What kind of reward do you want?"
Baili Jing straightened up slightly, creating a little distance between them, and asked in a low voice, "Can it be any reward?"
He tucked a strand of hair that had fallen across Jiang Qingli's cheek behind her ear.
His long fingers brushed nonchalantly against the skin behind her ear, sending a strange, tingling sensation through her.
Perhaps because they were so close, Jiang Qingli smelled his cologne, which was similar to her own perfume.
The two scents mingled, and combined with the sight of his flawlessly handsome face, her cheeks began to burn.
"Well, that depends..." Jiang Qingli struggled to remain rational under the assault of his good looks. She said earnestly, "Nothing illegal or criminal. And you have to consider my capabilities."
Baili Jing simply looked at her and smiled.
