When Si Huang took the cup, his fingers brushed against Milo's fingers inadvertently, causing Milo to tremble and almost lose her grip on the cup.
She thought that Si Huang was teasing her again or wanted to punish her. This kind of sweet and cruel punishment was also a pleasure for Milo. However, the situation of the red wine spilling did not happen. The goblet was held firmly by Si Huang.
That hand, with its long and fair fingers, was dazzling under the contrast of the transparent and red wine.
She thought to herself that she was really finished. Just being alone with K in the same space made her blood boil so much that she wanted to melt herself.
"K.."Milo's voice was hoarse as if she lacked water. She couldn't help but lick her lips and stared at Si Huang with uncontrollable infatuation, meeting the pair of eyes that were looking down at her.
