Gu Ningyue's palms started to sweat, as if the person speaking to her was not the much-admired Master Ling of A City, but a demon that could claim his life.
Thump, thump, thump—why was her heart beating so fast?
Seeing his words went unanswered, Ling Tianyou's lips curled into a meaningful smile and suddenly moved a few inches closer to her.
Just a little more, and the two could be pressed against each other.
His warm breath brushed her ear, and Gu Ningyue cursed internally, calling him a beast, yet she was determined to pretend to be asleep, not intending to respond to him.
"Why is your heart beating so fast?" Ling Tianyou's voice leisurely sounded by her ear.
This time, Gu Ningyue couldn't help but speak: "You're talking nonsense, how could you possibly hear my heartbeat!"
Ling Tianyou chuckled: "Aren't you awake? Why ignore me? Hmm?"
Gu Ningyue froze, and after a moment, responded blankly: "I'm about to fall asleep, can't I just not bother with you?"
