Jiang Qingli looked up, meeting the intense desire in his jade-green cat eyes.
"What could be even more outrageous?" She tilted her head, feigning ignorance. "Cat Teacher, I don't understand."
Even though Yuan Shimo knew she was doing it on purpose, he liked this side of her.
At least when she was teasing him, her eyes were only on him.
Yuan Shimo braced a hand beside her and leaned in close. The faint, bitter scent of medicine enveloped her senses. His slightly hoarse voice held a suppressed, indescribable eagerness. "If you don't understand... would you like to study with me?"
He paused, his lips curving into a smile. "Jiang?"
Hearing him call her that, Jiang Qingli shuddered.
The last time he'd said something similar, the entire night that followed had been very... arduous.
Jiang Qingli felt a little expectant, but she was also wary of his intense thirst for knowledge and hands-on approach to learning.
