742 The Curse (17)

Zhao Ming looked at Xie Ming who was sitting opposite her on the sofa and was looking down at her hands while avoiding eye contact with her. They were now in Xie Ming's bedroom as Zhao Ming had something to talk to Xie Ming. 

Zhao Ming picked up the coffee mug from the small round table in front of her and took a sip of it before saying, " So...we finally got some time to talk, huh. Xie Ming, do you feel uncomfortable around me? Because you look like you are on your edges around me." She asked directly, seeing the hesitant expressions on Xie Ming's face.

Xie Ming looked up at her and pursed her lips as she was caught by Zhao Ming's blunt words. She took a deep breath and fidgeted with her fingers.