Perhaps hearing some noise, the man opened his eyes, a layer of bewilderment clouding his handsome, phoenix-like pupils.
"Where have you been?" His voice was husky, carrying an almost imperceptible pressure.
Chi Yue thought of Nan Bingyu, and without thinking, she blurted out, "Went to see some hunk. Why are you in my room?"
However, the man automatically ignored the latter part of her sentence, his tone dangerous, "Hunk?"
"Yes."
"What makes someone a hunk?"
Chi Yue casually glanced at him, "A physique stronger than yours, more muscles, better skills..."
She was interrupted before she could finish, "Better skills, as in better than mine?"
Chi Yue, thinking of something, felt her ears and neck flush red, and she kept a rigid face trying to look calm, "What does that have to do with you? Why are you in my room?"
