Jiang Moxi had not yet regained her composure when the familiar magnetic male voice sounded in her ear: "Ready to start the lesson?"
Jiang Moxi was startled for a moment before turning her head only to meet the man's gaze, tightly locked onto her, seemingly hiding unusual emotions beneath.
But those pitch-black eyes seemed to be able to suck one in, causing Jiang Moxi not daring to explore what those unusual emotions were.
Such a posture was somewhat frivolous and suggestive.
But it was also filled with obvious enticement.
"If it's convenient for you, then let's start," Jiang Moxi felt her cheeks get hot unconsciously.
In order to avoid the man's overly intense stare, she attempted to shift her gaze back to his computer screen.
However, she noticed that Fu Youhan had closed the laptop at some point.
Jiang Moxi couldn't see the content on the computer screen, so she narrowed her eyes slightly.
