C392 Chapter 392

A tiny, pale-green, heart-shaped earring hung beneath long tassel-like strands—probably a matching set with the necklace, she thought.

“Turn a little more,” Qin Yaochen said. Su Jiyue did as he asked, tilting her head. His breath kept brushing her ear, and her heartbeat sped up until she couldn’t control it.

It was his first time putting an earring on someone, so he was a little clumsy