Lin Chu's face was burning, she felt really embarrassed as she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him. She could hear his low laughter. It was like someone had lightly strummed the strings on a bass guitar or similar to that of a jade pearl rolling in his throat.
The hoarse, sexy, low laugh circled her ears and forehead, like the humid late afternoon wind blowing continuously at her. It was as if a feather lightly brushing itself against her heart.
Lin Chu's earlobes felt like it was smoking from the heat as she heard Yan Beicheng's laughter in his voice as he coaxed her, "Be a good girl and open up, Ningbai is still at the side looking at us."
