The more she pondered, the more possible it seemed, for some reason. Di Xiaxia felt her face burning up with heat, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes, afraid to look at him again.
But the heat on her face seemed relentless.
Damn it, damn it, don't let your mind wander, Di Xiaxia!
How can you be so disarmingly smitten?
Yes, your brother is good-looking, but you shouldn't let that influence you so much!
He's actually quite serious, he doesn't mean anything like that at all, really, really!
Flushing red to her ears, Di Xiaxia ate her eggs, feeling somewhat irritable.
She was naturally the type to have an active imagination, to daydream constantly.
This, getting her all worked up about her brother was simply unbearable!
And then, she thought about the string of sweet nothings he had said last night. Damn Emma, it felt so romantic, right down to her bones!
She had a strong feeling that her brother must be an old hand at this!
