He Jianzhu still felt a bit dazed, but when Xia Feng's nose was about to touch hers, the intense rush brought her suddenly back to clarity.
She instinctively raised her slender fingers to grasp Xia Feng's shoulder, causing Xia Feng's head lowering action to pause.
The beautiful light gold pupils slightly lifted, the corners of his eyes soft and curved, his moist lips parted slightly, "I'm asking you, have you had enough fun?"
His breath rushed over her lips and nose, Xia Feng's dark pupils blinked, his dimly lit eyes filled with various wild thoughts stared at the silver-haired woman before him.
He thought for a moment and nodded lightly, "Yes, I've had enough."
"If you've had enough then step back," He Jianzhu's tone was gentle yet carried an unmistakable air of a commanding authority.
"....." Xia Feng didn't provoke her further, silently stepped back, turned around, and resumed pressing his hand on the dark candle, continuing to refine it as if nothing had happened.
