On the other end of the video call, the Duke's gaze was locked on Yu Zhizhi's face. She couldn't help but lower her eyes, and after hearing his rich, magnetic voice, she found it even harder to meet his gaze.
"Your ears?"
"Your mouth?"
The Duke seemed to be deliberately teasing her. "Or should I kiss you somewhere else?"
Yu Zhizhi hadn't expected the Duke to take it so seriously. She swallowed and gently raised a hand to point at her cheek.
'A k-kiss on the cheek.'
The Duke watched the blushing little female on the screen. He slowly raised his hand, his long, slender fingers passing through the floating screen, unable to touch her.
He paused, his golden, serpentine eyes curving with a faint smile. "Just a kiss on the cheek? How could that possibly satisfy me?"
Yu Zhizhi was taken aback. She glanced up at the screen, remembering that the Duke was far away in the Varolan Imperial City. He couldn't actually kiss her, no matter what.
