Xiao Chen's features were shrouded in a thin mist, his black eyes radiating an indescribable desire as he stared at her soft lips, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
His heart grew increasingly agitated, as if something was about to burst forth.
Yun Yue's arm accidentally brushed against his burning arm, she turned her head to look at him, her eyes clear and bright, "Is it very hot?"
Xiao Chen's lips were dry and his voice hoarse as he murmured, "A bit."
Yun Yue casually responded with an "Oh," and then said to Xiao Feng, "Xiao Feng, turn down the air conditioning a little."
Xiao Feng glanced at the air conditioning set to 20 degrees Celsius and silently set it to the lowest temperature.
He was freezing to death.
But as a subordinate, he had no choice but to obey.
When Xiao Feng got home, he carefully sorted and put away the snacks and groceries he had bought.
The next day.
The first round of examination scores for Golden Net and Black Alliance were announced.
