Chapter 189 Mi Yao is Missing

Feng Yueming rolled his Adam's apple, having seen his fair share of women's gazes. Those who wished to throw themselves at him did so with eyes full of shy desire. Now, she looked almost the same, her cheeks flushed red, her eyes hazy with longing, her eyes almost brimming with tears. None of those women had her naturally charming allure.

He licked his dry, thin lips with his tongue and asked hoarsely, "What are you doing?"

Mi Yao clasped her skirt with both hands and nervously said, "I... wanted to see you."

"See me for what?" He arched his narrow eyebrow and asked with a mischievous tone.

Mi Yao looked at him, slightly bewildered.

"Come here!" He opened his arms wide.

The man wore a black shirt and black slim-fit trousers. The shirt was unbuttoned at the top, with the sleeves rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms. His legs were so long that merely standing could outshine those male models on the stage seats; he indeed had the charisma to captivate everyone.