No, no, I must not admit anything, I must pretend to sleep, keep pretending!
Di Mingzhe’s handsome brows slightly furrowed, his deep black eyes locked on her. After a while, he extended his hand to pat her leg, "Di Xiaxia."
Di Xiaxia got such a fright she nearly leaped up, but she couldn’t do that, she had to continue pretending to sleep and stay quiet.
But why on earth was the spot he patted on her leg feeling so hot?
All she could do was reassure herself fiercely: it’s a normal reaction, normal reaction.
Di Mingzhe looked at her peaceful sleeping face, his lips slightly parting a smile. He continued patting her, his voice without any variation, "Di Xiaxia, wake up."
Di Xiaxia could no longer pretend to sleep. She had to pretend to just have woken up, bleary-eyed and slightly dazed.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she gave a jump, exclaiming to herself, "Holy hell, since when did he become so handsome?!"
His slightly damp hair, scattered across his forehead looking unruly but striking, carried a wave of refreshment that was full of energy.
His elegantly-refined features were free of any flaws, making him seem as if he was divine. Especially the pure-white t-shirt he donned set off this look, making it even more perfect.
His eyes were dark and profound, the thick eyelashes adding an intriguing layer of mystery. His gaze was deep and you couldn’t see the bottom, like an ancient tranquil lake, captivating.
His complexion was somewhat fair, but not an unhealthy type of pastiness. In conclusion, it was simply perfect.
His chiseled jawline was distinctive, a remaining droplet left un-wiped made her imagine what it could be like to taste it
Xiaxia thought she heard herself swallowing
As Di Mingzhe watched her, his handsome face remained neutral. While speaking, he reached over to grab a tablet from the coffee table, speaking softly, "Were you very tired? You fell asleep."
Di Xiaxia feigned a freshly woken expression, rubbing her eyes to hide her embarrassment. She nodded and answered in a husky voice, "Yes, I was a bit tired."
Her husky voice added an enchanting quality, making Di MIngzhe unable to help but look her way, his brows slightly furrowed.
Di Xiaxia was staring at Di Mingzhe blankly, "Is there something on my face?"
Why was he staring at her like this?


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