His answer (3)
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
"You didn't sleep an entire night and this morning, your training was doubled so you should be feeling tired." Di Mo Xuan flipped himself down from the bed and his purple robe flew, flashing the residue of a gorgeous image.
That magnificent face didn't reveal any signs of unnaturalness.
As though helping Ye Qing Luo to wash her clothing was a natural thing to do.
Taking a few steps, Di Mo Xuan had already stopped right in front of Ye Qing Luo.
That sandalwood scent which assailed the nostrils almost bewitched Ye Qing Luo.
"You….." Ye Qing Luo's pupils were radiating with light as her heart papillated severely.
He was worried about her being too tired so he helped her to wash her clothes?
Had he done…. such things in the past too?
For him to wash her clothes, did that represent that he already had an answer in his heart?
Her words, could not be completed.