A husky voice, magnetic and enthralling, brushed past Ning Xia's ears. She opened her eyes in surprise, the light within them turbulent and unsettled.
But when she looked at Bo Siyan, his handsome face was as expressionless as ever, and his gaze was as cold and detached as if it lacked even a hint of warmth, as if the words she thought she heard were merely her illusion.
Ning Xia blinked, blinked again, and then asked uncertainly, "Bo Siyan, did you... say something just now?"
Bo Siyan looked back at her and asked, "What did I say?"
Huh…
Was it really just her imagination?
This was it, she not only harbored inappropriate thoughts about Bo Siyan, but now she was having hallucinations?
Would she soon lose control and throw herself at Bo Siyan?
In a panic, Ning Xia clutched her head and took two steps back, increasing the distance between her and Bo Siyan.
The man frowned, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
