The air between them crackled with unspoken words and electric tension. Bai Mo's cheeks were flushed crimson. Yet, despite the heat radiating from his face, his gaze remained steady as he locked eyes with Xu Zeng.
In response, Xu Zeng's heart pounded against his chest, matching the rapid rhythm of Bai Mo's own heartbeat. His own cheeks tinged with a faint blush as he returned the intense stare.
The warmth of Bai Mo's hand clasping his own on the table sent shivers down his spine, a sensation he couldn't quite decipher but found undeniably comforting.
Their closeness defied social norms, but Bai Mo's disregard for convention, even as a "respectable" master of an entire household, only fueled Xu Zeng's own boldness.
After all, it wasn't just Bai Mo who was reaching out; they were holding each other, bound by an invisible thread of mutual attraction. Because, Xu Zeng was also attracted to this ger…
