Xuxu was caught off guard, and she stood frozen in front of him as he stared at her with his languid and deep eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat in that split second.
She stood barefooted as she stared at him blankly.
Both of them were just inches apart, and Yan Rusheng peered closely at her palm-sized face. He could even see the pores on her skin.
Xuxu clenched her bathrobe nervously as she felt the chilliness on the floor spreading from her feet. After being barefoot for too long, she began to stand on the balls of her feet.
Yan Rusheng didn't seem to realize that she was actually nervous as he locked his gaze on her face.
He seemed to be searching for something.
Xuxu got more uneasy and finally spoke up, "Why⦠why are you here?"
This was his room. Isn't it normal for him to come to his room?
She felt stupid after asking the question, and she scolded herself silently.
