Yan Luoxi's heart skipped a beat, reflexively looking up at him, her lips nearly touching his. Seeing the man so close, her heart leaped ecstatically, painfully thumping against her chest.
"You..."
Li Yeqi's gaze fell upon her, unable to hide the turbulent emotions in his eyes. His sight swept over her eyes, the fine bridge of her nose, and settled on her crimson lips.
His Adam's apple bobbed with a strong desire to touch those lips. He hated his complete lack of immunity to her, his tone cold and scornful, "Who allowed you to call my name?"
Yan Luoxi was taken aback. In the next second, the man had already let her go, standing upright and cool before her as if his previous actions were but her illusion. She pursed her lips, "Mr. Li, I meant no disrespect. If you're not in a hurry, I'd like to ask for ten minutes of your time to finish what I have to say."
