บท 2825: Hands On The Table

Davis walked towards Yilla Zyrus and sat down opposite her.

She was veil-less, her lips appearing velvety red, giving him a hint of temptation to her already bewitching posture that leaned over the table, not to mention her deep, intoxicating purple eyes that was just in his strike zone trying to embrace him into her world.

Taking a look again, Davis felt that this woman was as seductive as his Evelynn and elegant as Isabella. The devilish charm she emitted naturally could not be easily replicated, not even by Mingzhi.

Nonetheless, he waited for her to speak first, reaching out his hand to grab the tea that was poured for him.

As soon as he clutched the tea cup's handle, Yilla Zyrus suddenly crossed her hand with his, blocking him from pulling his hand back and the tea along with it.

Davis raised his brows, wondering what her problem was, when he suddenly saw her smile lightly, her visage turning to that of an alluring woman.