After they went upstairs.
The man tossed the blanket he was wearing onto the bed and opened the door to the small balcony. Sunlight struck the side of his face.
It highlighted his sharp features and long, lowered lashes, each one distinct in the halo of light.
Huo Jingyuan turned back to Wen Ci, a smirk playing on his lips. "Did you call me upstairs just to sunbathe...?"
He left the sentence unfinished, yet it was laden with suggestive meaning.
Wen Ci smiled and asked, "What else did you have in mind?"
"Do..."
The man's voice lilted upward at the end as his gaze settled on her.
His stare was scorching.
Wen Ci tilted her head up, her eyes bright and playful, but her tone was calm. "Is someone daydreaming in the middle of the afternoon?"
There had always been a chair standing out on the small balcony.
