Bei Yunhuan saw her eyebrows furrowed and her lips pale, realizing that she was truly scared, and so he stopped his actions.
Forehead pressed against forehead, he asked, "Why were you looking at me just now?"
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Yuanya didn't know which 'just now' he was referring to and blinked in confusion.
He lifted his head and pointed at her nose, "During the meal."
Yuanya hadn't expected him to know about this. She was momentarily hesitant to admit it, yet she didn't know how to dodge the question.
Seeing her like this, he moved a bit closer causing her to tense up.
"Don't!"
Bei Yunhuan stopped his actions and asked again, "Tell me why?"
She had no choice but to admit, "I just thought... your hands look nice."
"Only my hands look nice?" Bei Yunhuan whispered into her ear upon hearing this.
Yuanya was tickled by his breath on her earlobe, she tried to push him away, but he didn't budge.
All she could do was whisper softly, "That's not it... "