Chapter 9

One evening, as they studied together, Su Lin absentmindedly chewed on her pen. Jiang Chen watched her, his eyes burning with something unreadable. “Stop that,” he murmured. “Stop what?” He reached out, gently pulling the pen from her lips. “If you keep doing that, I might not be able to control myself.” Her breath caught, and for a moment, she thought he was going to kiss her. But he didn’t. Not yet.