Then, she stood there foolishly, gazing at him who stood so close to her, his face drawing nearer and nearer to hers...
Qiao Ning's heartbeat was accelerating, her entire body stiffening with tension.
Chai Xiyang's nose was nearly touching hers…
Qiao Ning suddenly shut her eyes in nervousness.
She thought he was going to kiss her, but instead, he whispered in her ear with a teasing smile, "Qiao Ning, don't get the wrong idea, I don't like her."
Qiao Ning opened her eyes in surprise.
Chai Xiyang let go of her, smiling, "Go cook something, I'm tired, I need to rest a bit."
"Oh, okay..." Qiao Ning got up in a fluster, quickly fleeing the room.
But once she turned her back, Chai Xiyang's smile disappeared.
His expression was icy, his face devoid of any emotion.
Qiao Ning hid in the kitchen, her face blushed, her heartbeat still wild and uneven.
She couldn't help but wander off in her thoughts from time to time, wondering what Chai Xiyang's words really meant.
