Lu Xiao: "..."
Absolutely, her straightforwardness had him taking a palm to his forehead, and his ears also began to feel hot, as he tried hard to suppress every throbbing cell within him.
When he looked at her again, he took a deep breath and said, "Do you realize that by saying this, it's as if you want to be with me only for my body?"
"Otherwise—"
Seeing his suddenly sweeping gaze, Wen Xian's words caught in her throat, and instead she let out a dry chuckle:
"Hehe, of course not, I love your soul the most, your upright character, your..."
Lu Xiao couldn't listen any further to her deliberate flattery, and he stretched out a hand to cover her mouth.
But Wen Xian looked at him with twinkling eyes, a smile radiant. When you like someone, even if their mouth is blocked, it still shows in their eyes.
Her eyes were like pools of spring water, exceptionally moving, making Lu Xiao's back inexplicably heat up, his eyes growing deeper.
She was truly torturous.