Me or my voice?

Zixin started singing another song after which Guiying forgot all her grievances. Mesmerized by his beauty and his voice, she hummed along with him in her mind. The soft notes of his voice hit her ears as if they were telling her some mischievous secret of their own.

The second song ended and Guiying felt herself floating in the clouds.

Ah, I can listen to him forever…

"I love it," she whispered with a gentle glow in her gaze.

Zixin tipped her chin up towards him and said, "I should be praised when you look me in the eye."

She cleared her throat. "I love it."

"Love what?" He innocently asked, "Me or my voice?"

"..."

That was a sly and a trick question.

"Your…your voice…" she looked away.

Zixin squinted his eyes and tilted her chin to make her face him again. "Don't avert your gaze. So do you love me or my voice?"