IF YOU WANT TO READ THIS CHAPTER YOU SURELY CAN, BUT I REQUEST YOU TO READ THE ANNOUNCEMENT IN CHAPTER #340 FIRST!!!
"Your toes. They are erect, in attention. An involuntary action but only when a person is in conscious or awake." His magnetic voices cut her assumption a knife on a board.
She cursed her toes that were erect enough to be noticed with the comforter on them and then cursed the cunning man to notice it.
Inhaling deeply she figured it was useless to pretend and slowly turned to him and opened her eyes. He was on his back with his hands behind his head but his deep eyes set on the ceiling.
He stared at the ceiling and she stared at him, relishing in the peaceful silence that hung for a while which would be disrupted with the silence. She was dreading the confrontation and he was dreading her answers. With her, it was always unexpected.
