Pretending to Sleep

Meanwhile, Lin Qianyi was totally shocked by this level of pampering from such a handsome guy. Her already-large eyes grew even wider, nearly popping out of their sockets.

Although she felt a sense of warmth from Di Yanmo, she instinctively knew that he was a naturally cool and distant guy. Helping a girl blow-dry her hair was just too bizarre!

Lin Qianyi's little heart shuddered. She was worried that something terrible awaited her after the pampering.

She could feel the increasing warmth of the aura behind her. Di Yanmo's long fingers brushed against her scalp now and then, and his heat was scorching to her.

Lin Qianyi immediately stiffened. She could detect that Di Yanmo was extremely dangerous, but she had no idea why.

Nevertheless, her instincts had always been very accurate. As a result, without waiting for him to finish drying her hair, Lin Qianyi just stood up and scurried over to the bed, burrowing herself within the sheets.

Feeling safer now, Lin Qianyi peeked out from under the covers to look at him. "Ahem. Well… I'm very sleepy. Thank you for just now… umm… you have very good blow-drying skills."

Scared that she might have offended Di Yanmo, Lin Qianyi quickly praised him for his blow-drying skills.

Di Yanmo narrowed his deep eyes as he continued to stare at her.

Lin Qianyi shrunk back. Shooting him a sheepish look, she decided to just shut her eyes and pretend to sleep.

Amusement flashed past Di Yanmo's eyes as he gazed at the little girl lying stiffly on the bed. He rubbed his fingers together as if still savoring the feel of her silky hair.

The little dear whom he had waited for 12 years had finally appeared before his eyes again. This time, she would belong to him completely. Forever and ever!

Di Yanmo felt somewhat exasperated as he observed her increasingly stiff posture. He knew that she was guarded against him.

But never mind. They still had a lot of time to spend together…

Di Yanmo kept the hair-dryer and walked over to Lin Qianyi. In the quiet room, his footsteps sounded extremely clear and distinct.

Lin Qianyi grew increasingly nervous as she heard his approaching footsteps. She was as stiff as a corpse now.

Lin Qianyi's heart raced when she felt a slight pressure on the other side of the bed. She felt like her heart would leap out of her mouth anytime.

At the same time, she felt increasingly warm. Nestled under the covers, she felt like she was roasting in a hot oven.

Di Yanmo sat on the bed and gazed down at her flushed, egg-shaped face. His cool, handsome features grew gentle as he stroked her cheek with his long, slender hand.

"Feeling unwell?"

His low, magnetic voice rang out beside her ear. She could feel his hot breath on her skin, making her heart give a violent jump.

Lin Qianyi instinctively wanted to answer but managed to hold her tongue at the last moment so as to not expose her ruse.

Lin Qianyi was trying her best to pretend to be asleep. She had even purposely slowed down her breathing.

But… she didn't realize that her deep red face had already betrayed her utterly.

Lin Qianyi couldn't help but wriggle when she felt the cool hand on her cheek. But she immediately regretted her movement—so much so that she desperately wished to bang her head against a wall now!