Chapter 445: Last respects
Xiaoshi nodded immediately, heat creeping up her cheeks from the feeling of her hand in his. His palm was warm and covered hers entirely, with his fingers securing the back of her hand and gently rubbing against it. "Uh, yes."
He peeked at her, intrigued by her response. "Did you hear what I said?"
She thought about his question and tried to remember what he had asked after holding her hand. All she knew was that it was a question, but her heart was beating so fast that she didn’t catch any of the words. She shook her head in embarrassment. "No."
He chuckled softly. From her reaction, he had already guessed that the question had evaporated into thin air.
He repeated the question, but before she could answer, his fingers gently ran up her wrist and made her heart skip a few more beats.
She once again nodded without knowing whether it made sense. When she heard him laugh, her cheeks that had just calmed back to their usual color flushed yet again. "Are you teasing me?"
He didn’t deny the accusation and nodded with a tiny laugh. "You’re so cute. I can’t help it."
She glared at him but her eyes only appeared adorable due to her blush. Luckily, they reached the milkshake shop where they were going so he stopped teasing her. She didn’t tell him anything but he ordered her the vanilla milkshake she preferred. Slotting in a thick straw for her, he put it in her hand and held her free hand.
This was not the first time they were holding hands but her heart still raced as though it was her first time being this close to a man. Well, aside from her cousin and father, she had never been as close to any man as she had been to him, but she didn’t expect that her heart would race faster than it had raced in the past when she heard Xingyu’s voice through Xiehan’s phone.
She stopped her thoughts from running wild but it still baffled her. Why was she spending so much time with Han Xichen? In fact, the closer she was to him, the closer she wanted to get. It felt slightly similar to what she had felt for Xingyu in the past but at the same time, different in a way that gave her the urge to be addicted. Her eyes widened at the thought. Was she starting to like a different man?
Han Xichen didn’t know what the girl beside him was thinking but from how furiously she was chewing on her straw, her train of thoughts must be interesting. "What are you thinking about?"