Sang Luo's heart pounded, flustered, and she rushed to get up, but the young man's grip was surprisingly strong.
She had no choice but to remain sprawled on top of him. Lifting her head, she met a pair of deep, narrow fox eyes that seemed like whirlpools, ready to suck in her very soul.
'The Fox Clan truly excels at the art of bewitchment.'
'It was just that, in the past, Yun Qi had never deigned to use it on her.'
"You… When did you wake up?"
Sang Luo stammered.
"When you held me just now, Your Highness, it felt like a ray of sunshine, so warm and comfortable… and I woke up," Yun Qi said, his lips curling into a soft smile.
His smile left Sang Luo's mind muddled once more, and she was too dazed to wonder if his sweet words were a deliberate ploy. "So… did you hear everything I said?"
A flicker of confusion crossed Yun Qi's face before he said with conviction, "I only heard Your Highness say… that you like me very much."
"…"
'He's certainly good at selective hearing.'
