"It's fine, really. This is a feast for me. Thank you, Sister Ruotong," Lin Kuang said with a smile.
Yang Ruotong seemed quite pleased to be called "Sister Ruotong." A faint smile graced her enticing lips again. Under the sunlight, her smile was an utterly captivating sight. For a moment, Lin Kuang was mesmerized, staring blankly at her face.
Sensing his stare, Yang Ruotong felt a flicker of annoyance. She was about to glare at Lin Kuang as a warning. However, when she saw the pure innocence in his eyes, completely free of any ulterior thoughts, her irritation vanished. She had never seen such profound, such pure eyes before.
It's said that the eyes are the windows to the soul, revealing a great deal about a person. It seemed to be true. Her face flushing slightly, Yang Ruotong averted her gaze, no longer meeting his.
Only when she turned away did Lin Kuang snap back to his senses. He felt a bit embarrassed by his reaction but was relieved she didn't seem to hold it against him.
