Although the tremor was long gone, Chan Lee still chose to sit down for a moment. Xue was puttering around in the room. It was a little dizzying as she kept her eye on him. Had he always been like this?
Perhaps she had been unable to notice it due to her busyness, but Han Jing probably knew about Xue's habits more than her. His words before he rushed back to his home came to mind: 'Try to keep things rated G until I come back~'
A wave of heat rushed to her cheeks, how did he know? She hadn't acted all that different… "Xue?"
"Yes, Miss Chan Lee?" He had been looking out the window, but he was quick to turn to her. A genuine and clear expression on his face as he approached her.
She scratched her cheek, "You didn't happen to tell anything to Han Jing, did you?"
"Tell something like what, Miss Chan Lee?" He tilted his head, curiosity in his tone before he settled down in front of her. Choosing to sit on the floor instead of sitting beside her.
