402 The Secret is Out 4

The throaty whisper travelled into her ears loud and clear.

She lowered her head in shock, thinking that she had heard wrong. "Did you…just speak?"

But the man hugged her closer, seemingly as if realizing that she was standing on her own feet, he directly carried her to sit horizontally in his lap, his head buried in her shoulder. His breaths were hot and the tremble on his body hadn't dissipated yet.

Ouyang Xueqing gave him time to calm himself down and when she was almost sure that she had indeed hallucinated, he spoke and again, it was only her nickname. "Qing'er…" So soft, so tender, filled with unspeakable emotions and woe.

Instantly, Ouyang Xueqing's nose turned sour and her heart twinged in pain.