78 Aunt

He kept his head low. His skin was fair, and the expanse from the tips of his ears to his delicate clavicle was red once his coughing fit was over. 

Right now, Li Nanli resembled a wild lion having a pleasant time resting in a great grass plain while watching over his own pride. There was a satisfied grin tugging at the tips of his lips, and his gaze was so intense Fu Zhi felt like she was drowning in the deep black pools of his eyes.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she snapped back to reality. She clutched at his sleeve and his hot, burning skin seared her finger. Then, she said matter-of-factly, "It's improper for men and women to touch each other."

"That only applies to men and women that don't know each other," Li Nanli drawled in his deep voice, his dark intense eyes staring straight into Fu Zhi's eyes. "Aunt Fu Zhi."

Fu Zhi was left speechless. 

'Now you remember that I'm your aunt?'

Fu Zhi pressed her lips firmly and sank into thought.