Rong Sinan didn't agree with her, his exceptionally handsome face still leaned towards her.
Tang Yige involuntarily lowered her chin, her long eyelashes trembling rapidly.
Rong Sinan stared down at Tang Yige's lightly drooping eyelashes, his breath falling on them, making her eyelashes tremble even faster.
"Yiyi, lift your head."
Rong Sinan said in a low and husky voice.
Tang Yige couldn't possibly lift her head right now. When he spoke, her head lowered even more, she whispered, "You should go, don't let your work be delayed."
Rong Sinan's breath deepened as he gazed down at her uncertain lightly pursed red lips, his Adam's apple rolling slightly up and down, "Yiyi, be obedient, lift your head."
Tang Yige shuddered and pressed her lips tightly together, without saying a word.
Rong Sinan quickly furrowed his brow, as if he couldn't wait any longer, and directly reached out to pinch Tang Yige's chin, lifting it up.
