The man's smile on his face slightly stiffened as he looked at her with deep eyes and asked, "Why did you deceive me?"
"I didn't deceive you," Zuo Xiangning stepped back unnaturally, "I really wanted to help you, and my needlework is indeed very good, but it is really inappropriate for a girl to make men's clothes."
"Why did you deceive me by saying you had someone you fancied?" Lingxiao leaned in close to her, took a subtle whiff with his nose, greedily smelling the unique jasmine scent on her body.
He had placed several pots of jasmine flowers in his room, but the scent was nowhere as pleasant as the fragrance emanating from her.
"I…" Zuo Xiangning was about to say she hadn't deceived anyone, but suddenly realized that since Lingxiao mentioned it, he must have already done his investigation.
Drawing circles with the tip of her foot on the ground, she said with some embarrassment, "I... "