Chapter 439: Xiaxia, Don’t Have Expectations of Me
Ten minutes later, Xia Siyu sat desolately in Yun Lih’s room, playing Dou Dizhu with the two insomniac old men.
Under the warm light, Yun Lih, dressed in the hotel’s cotton white bathrobe, with his slightly damp, tousled hair scattered across his forehead, nestled on the sofa at ease, tossing playing cards out nonchalantly.
Xia Siyu sat opposite him, able to see his sharp, sexy Adam’s apple and that expanse of tanned chest.
This version of Yun Lih, with a touch of domestic laziness, didn’t seem so cold and unreachable, and everything about him was making her heart flutter.
Confess? Or continue to hide her feelings?
With such hesitation, they played cards until two-thirty in the morning, finally Shen Qingye couldn’t stay awake any longer and left for his room, yawning.
Xia Siyu, still in her daytime suit, looked down at the playing cards in her hands, showing no intention of leaving.
The sound of a lighter was clear in the quiet room, she looked up, and unsurprisingly, met Yun Lih’s dark, cold eyes.
Her heart started to pound uncontrollably.
Xia Siyu pursed her lips, her fingers tightly gripping the playing cards, her voice seemed to roll up in her throat, and just as she was about to speak, she heard Yun Lih say, "Xiaxia, don’t have any expectations of me."
He obviously knew.