Licheng stopped breathing when Xiana's lips touched his neck and at the same time, he stopped blinking. His fingers curled because of that unknown, foreign feeling which instantly brought the heat to his cheeks.
Xiana moved her head away and her face hovered over his face. "I didn't mean to do that," she murmured and she quickly stood straight with her back toward him. Licheng breathed after he felt his lungs were out of oxygen.
Xiana did not speak a word and ran out of the chamber while Licheng stayed in that position for a few minutes.
"Why do my cheeks feel like burning?" He asked himself and touched his cheeks. The touch of her lips on his skin, he could still feel that. He sat up on the bed and lowered his hands. His left knee was in the air and his left hand came to rest on it while his right leg lay flatly.
