Tang Yanqing, however, pinched her chin and turned her head back. His fingertips brushed against her eyelids, playfully but domineeringly flicking her eyelashes... It was as if small insects were crawling over, tickling her. She couldn't keep her eyes closed and could only open them helplessly.
Dammit, there's even such a trick. She was really about to be bullied to tears by him!
She glared at him in annoyance, "Mr. Tang, why won't you let me go, huh?"
He laughed, and that childlike smile grew larger in her view. She could even clearly see the depth of his eyes, dark like obsidian, gleaming with an amber-like light. Within that "amber core" was a small living image, gently rocking, barely visible, but it was her reflection.
Her face flushed red instantly.
