After Chen Bing entered the house, she glanced around and then walked over to sit at the tea table. Li Zhongnan followed suit and took a seat opposite her.
As soon as he sat down, Chen Bing's complexion flushed a bright red in an instant.
These past few days,
she hadn't had many opportunities to be alone with him—aside from that first unexpected night they met.
That night started off as a huge surprise, a time of delight, before she was flirted with by him,
igniting sexual desires that had been suppressed for years, keeping her nerves taut with tension and excitement.
And now,
sitting face to face with him, looking at his handsome features and subtle smile, she felt a surge of indescribable emotion well up from deep within.
It felt,
a bit shy, a bit flustered, a bit wonderful... as if it were her first date with a boy?
"Bing, what tea would you like to drink?" Li Zhongnan didn't pay too much attention to her expression and started to earnestly clean the tea set.