Under the palm of her hand, the girl's cheeks were so hot that they burned to the touch. She slightly widened her eyes, which were clear and full of shame and tension.
Pei Yan, of course, knew what was making her nervous. His gaze shifted carelessly toward the kitchen for a moment, and with a light smile, he asked her, "Are you coming to Seaside City tonight?"
Seaside City was the darn place where he was throwing his birthday party.
Thinking about someone's atrocious behavior from last night, Jiang Shuyao looked at him coldly, really wanting to slap him across the face.
Tsk.
"Don't look at me with those eyes; it's very seductive, you know." Pei Yan flashed a mischievous smile, pinched her soft cheek with his hand, and then contentedly sat back down in his chair.