C679 The Temper of the Eldest Young Master

Ji Yueze looked at her as she kept biting her dessert, but her bright eyes kept stealing glances at him, like a cat stealing food, afraid of being chased away by its owner.

For some reason, a soft feeling rose in his heart that even he himself did not notice.

His slender fingers reached over and wiped the few white sesame seeds stuck to the corner of his mouth. His voice became a little softer