Hurry up and Let Him Eat You Already (1)

Just when her imagination was running wild, a pair of long legs came into her view.

"Why is your face so red? Are you having a fever?" A big, warm hand covered her forehead.

Mo Xiaomeng looked up, meeting Ye Sijue's alluring blue eyes. They were even more beautiful than the world's most expensive sapphire.

She clearly heard the sound of her heart beating.

Ba-dub. Ba-dub. It was beating very fast.

Ye Sijue looked at her, frowning with worry. "You seem a little feverish. Are you okay?"

Mo Xiaomeng snapped out of her blank stare, pulled down his hand and shook her head, saying, "No, I don't feel unwell. Maybe it's…"

With that said, she patted her cheeks with both hands, and then smiled at him.

"Heat from friction."

Was this kind of lie enough to fool him? Ye Sijue scrutinized her with rapt attention as if to see if she was really feeling unwell.