"Mm, I know you're not." His throat bobbed as he reached out to gently stroke her hair. "Just now, I couldn't help myself."
The low, seductive voice entered her ears, and Su Zixi felt her cheeks heat up again.
In truth, she should have been angry, should have righteously scolded him, should have... but Su Zixi looked into his smiling eyes and suddenly couldn't muster any anger at all.
Instead... her heartbeat grew increasingly cheerful.
She cleared her throat and began, "Mr. He, what are you doing here?"
He Jingyao chuckled, "What do you think?"
... Could he have come specifically for her?
"You're right." He Jingyao gave her a deep look. "You haven't left the campus for days; if I wasn't certain you were safe, I would have gone to your school to fetch you."
Su Zixi instinctively explained, "I... I've been preparing for a competition."
"Mm, I know." He Jingyao looked at her dazed expression, and his heart itched.
