"Have you thought of something by now?"
"No, I have to record for a new program tomorrow, so I spent the whole afternoon reading through the files…"
Lin Nuan's face turned red from one lie, and she felt guilty as she thought that Fu Huai'an must have seen through her again.
Her hands started perspiring in her pockets, her fists clenched and palms slick.
A cool wind blew down her neck from her collar, calming down the anxious heat of Lin Nuan's body.
Hearing Fu Huai'an's phone vibrate in his pocket, her gaze automatically flickered down to the source of the sound. She realized that she was looking at a certain sensitive spot, and her ears turned red.
"Where are you looking at instead of my eyes when you're talking?"
His thick voice carried hints of laughter, and Lin Nuan's embarrassment was indescribable as her face turned even redder. She opened her mouth to explain, but no sound came out.
