Chen Yuan held Jiangg Yao for a while. Finally, their eyes met. Jiangg Yao's gaze flickered, whether from shyness or something else. Her hand pressed against his chest in a faint, demure resistance as she gently bit her moist lip.
Chen Yuan initially had the urge to lower his head and kiss her. Her glistening lips looked so kissable. But he held back. In the end, he placed a light, fleeting kiss on Yaoyao's forehead.
They weren't officially together. If he actually kissed her... In that instant, an image of Jiangg Ning's face flashed through his mind. He hesitated, and by the time the flutter in his heart subsided, he felt a little bashful himself.
The atmosphere was tense for a long moment. Jiangg Yao pulled away from his embrace and sat on the gaming chair beside him. "Young Master, you should hurry and test out the equipment," she said softly. "See if it's to your liking."
"Alright."
