After he brushed her hand away, she still went on to play with them enthusiastically.
She meekly asked, "You're awake? Did I wake you up… Well, you probably got home late last night; did you sleep very late, then?"
"What were you doing?" he asked. His voice, hoarse and low with sleepiness, sounded especially sexy that she instantly went limp and numb.
Her conscience pricked her as she gulped and gave an evasive answer. "Nothing much…"
How could she say that she got bored when she woke up; hence, she secretly played with his lashes?
Could she even say that she was unable to resist playing with his beautiful, long lashes just because she got envious of him?
He was bound to tease her for that!
"Nothing much?" The man, however, smirked with apparent doubt on her statement. "I see that you're looking quite energetic this morning!"
