Each of her toes was so perfectly formed and elegant. Chen Yuan's gaze fell. He silently gathered the high heels, which had been tossed in two different places, and set them at her feet.
"How about I put them on for you?"
"No way!"
Ningning's tone was pouty. She lowered her head to put on the heels, a lock of her hair swaying gently with the movement.
She was utterly alluring in that moment.
...
By the time the two of them reached the living room, Jiangg Yao had already downed half a can of Coke, finished a small bag of beef jerky, and was cracking open some sunflower seeds she'd found somewhere.
Her delicate eyes were fixed on the screen, completely absorbed in what she was watching.
"Looks like you're enjoying yourself." Chen Yuan's temper flared the moment he saw her. 'Yaoyao was just as much to blame for this mess, but I was the one who had to do all the consoling.' "Stop eating. Those are my snacks."
