Jun Yan: "..."
For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.
Si Fan raised an eyebrow, feeling like she had won a round, inexplicably delighted.
Jun Yan suddenly said, his tone a bit deep, "Want to try it?"
What?
Si Fan was slightly stunned for a moment. A moment later, she casually lifted her lips, "Which aspect do you want to try?"
Jun Yan stared at her, not speaking, his eyes growing darker, like a hunter locking onto its prey, a dangerous and deadly gleam lurking within the temptation.
The word 'fear' was never in Si Fan's dictionary, so the man's predatory gaze didn't scare her at all, on the contrary... she found it faintly exciting.
Their gazes met in mid-air, entangled recklessly, as if sparks were flying.
Suddenly, a ding sounded.
The breakfast in the oven was ready.
Si Fan and Jun Yan simultaneously avoided each other's gaze.
Jun Yan went to the oven to take out the heated breakfast.
Si Fan turned around and left the kitchen.
