Ning Xixi didn't know what was wrong with herself, however, just thinking about Ji Yebai's silhouette from earlier made her feel inexplicably suffocated.
Yet she overestimated her physical capacity, as her legs softened just as she got out of bed, nearly collapsing to the ground.
A pair of strong hands timely supported her.
"Take it slow."
Ning Xixi wanted to shrug him off but was restrained, her wrist firmly grasped in his hand, biting her lip, she said, "Gong Xiu, why did you lie to me?"
"I didn't lie to you; you misunderstood," Gong Xiu spoke in a lazy and luxurious tone, looking down at the girl in his arms.
It's the same face, yet it seemed to change somehow.
His eyelashes, long like ink feathers, fluttered casting beautiful shadows, his features refined, a faint bite mark visible on his lips...
The rhythm of the left atrium stopped for a beat.
A heart flutter, as if it only took a second…
