After seeing that An Jiaxin had left without asking anything, Ye Jian sighed softly and walked towards that tall figure… He was already here in the unit. Where else can she hide?
Xia Jinyuan looked at her walking towards him at a turtle-like speed and glanced at her hands. He then smiled as she moved forward slowly.
His delicate and elegant facial features suddenly had tenderness in them. He didn't move and waited for her to approach. He then deliberately asked, "So slow. Are you tired from the training? Or did you control yourself too much and regretted not doing anything else?"
He had already reached out his hand and clasped her wrist quickly. He was so fast that Ye Jian didn't have the time to react.
It was too late to retract her hands.
