Shen Yu lifted his head and looked at her, and the smile that crossed his face was slow and deliberate, the kind that knew exactly what it was doing. "Impatient today." It was not a question.
"I have prepared something special for you." Lixue held his gaze, her silver-blue eyes clear despite the flush across her cheeks, carrying the particular quality of someone who is fully aware they are holding something extraordinary and is savouring the moment before they reveal it.
That caught his attention entirely. One brow rose fractionally. "Oh?" The word was unhurried, but the quality of his focus sharpened; she could feel it, the way she could always feel when his full attention had locked onto something. "And what would that be?"
The corners of her lips curved. "Put it inside," she said, "and you will know."
He looked at her for a moment longer, reading her expression with the thoroughness of a man who had made a discipline of reading things, and then he moved.
