Chapter 149 Special Habit?_2

His gaze shifted to Jing, who was adjusting the leaves of a green plant. He smiled and said, "Jing, I've recently learned quite a bit about palmistry. Can I take a look at your palm lines?"

Jing hesitated for a moment, then her face broke into a sweet smile. "Sure!"

Now that's a lucky break! I was just trying to think of an excuse to start a conversation!

She quickly came around the desk, leaned her backside against it, and stretched her hands out to him.

Tang Song took her delicate, beautiful hands into his, his fingertips gently tracing along the lines of her palm, lightly touching the Bvlgari ring on her index finger.

Noticing that Jing showed no resistance, he then moved to stroke the back of her hand, the silky smooth touch of her skin making him inadvertently apply a bit more pressure.

Soon, a light red mark appeared on the pristine white skin.

Jing bit her lower lip, squeezed her legs together tightly, trying not to make a sound.