Xiang Wan felt an inexplicable tightness in her heart, having calculated all possibilities, she hadn't foreseen this one.
After all, Zuo Xingyun had meticulously prepared so much just to take her out for some diversion, how could she have the heart to turn him away at the door?
While Zuo Xingyun was showering, she sat on the bed, observing the room's furnishings; apart from the floor, which she was reluctant to settle for, there was no other place that seemed suitable for sleeping. So be it, then.
When the sound of the shower stopped, she immediately lay down and pretended to be asleep, her heart striving to be calm as still water.
But as soon as Zuo Xingyun laid down on the bed, she couldn't help but feel her thoughts go wild, drunk on his faint scent.
"Would you like some water?"
Zuo Xingyun suddenly spoke.
Xiang Wan, caught off guard, answered, "Yes."
Only after she replied did she realize that her pretense of sleeping had fallen apart.
