Ah Jia placed one large palm on the wall beside Jun Xiqing's head. His long, lean body pressed down, pinning her between his own chest and the wall as he raised his elegant brows and chuckled. "She was the one who got excited, not me. Why blame me too?"
Bright eyes seemed to glitter in the evening light. "I just want to, so what?"
"Ha." An alluring chuckle reverberated out of Ah Jia's strong chest. "Dongfang Ruoli gave you the thumb-drive. You recognized me because of my exceptional prowess, didn't you?"
"…"
He was truly narcissistic!
Jun Xiqing lifted her chin and looked at him. "If not for the fact that you are always sneaking looks at me, I wouldn't have recognized you."
His scorching gaze was always fixed and unwavering upon her. It would be hard for her not to notice.
