As Nie Li took the silver horn pen from Ye Ziyun's hand, his finger accidentally touched Ye Ziyun's palm. That soft skin contact made his heart flutter. She immediately drew her hand back, immediately raising her head. Her alert eyes looking at Nie Li. She thought that Nie Li intentionally tried to take advantage of the situation, but was surprised to find Nie Li holding onto the silver horn pen with dignified look on his face. Perhaps she thought too much, the contact earlier made her feel a bit strange.
