"A ghost..." Yiyi was so startled that she almost jumped up, grabbing sothing from the vanity table and nearly throwing it.
"No need to be so excited to see !" A deep, sowhat teasing voice full of magnetism ca from beside the bed, accompanied by a mocking smile.
That familiar voice, wasn’t it Ji Lingkong, who hadn’t appeared for more than half a month?
"You, you... How can you enter a girl’s room without permission, sneaking around to scare people?" Yiyi was infuriated and angrily threw down the item in her hand. Only a ghost would be happy to see him.
"I did knock." Ji Lingkong spread his hands innocently, shooting a dark smile, "But no one answered, so I ca in. Besides, you are my future wife, right? We’re going to live together, sharing the sa bed, so what’s the big deal?"
Share the sa bed in your dreams! You’re dreaming.
Yiyi gritted her teeth.
This guy doesn’t know what gentlemanly behavior is, barging into a girl’s room, so unrefined.
"What are you doing here looking for in the middle of the night?"
Damn it, how could Madam Aisha just let him in like that.
Wait, Madam Aisha is terrified of him, like a mouse seeing a cat, she wouldn’t dare to say anything against it.
"Can’t I look for you without a reason? We haven’t seen each other for more than half a month. Don’t you miss , my Yiyi?" Ji Lingkong lazily stood up and walked to her side.
His tall and imposing figure slowly leaned toward her, his long fingers propping against the back of her chair, looking down at her. His phoenix eyes swirled with a hint of mischief, his voice hoarse and sensual.
With him being so close, close enough that their eyes locked at a distance of only ten centiters, the previously cold atmosphere suddenly changed, as if infused with a rich glass of red wine, or like a silent fla ignited, turning ambiguous and warm.
Yiyi felt a bit panicked and hurriedly shifted her gaze, humming, "Only a ghost would miss you, could you not get so close?"
The air felt thin as if he had taken all the oxygen away.
What she hated most was this kind of feeling, where she couldn’t control the atmosphere, completely under his command, unable to predict what would happen next, and unable to stop it; even more, she hated the inexplicable tension and rapid heartbeat.
"I don’t like that statent. I want you to think about , constantly think about !" He whispered domineeringly, leaning even closer, so close that the heat from his lips almost touched her exposed ear.
"Hey, did you drink?"
Now that he was closer, Yiyi noticed a faint scent of alcohol mingling with his unique fragrance, surrounding her nose. She imdiately beca wary, sensing a bad premonition.
"Yeah!" His phoenix eyes half-squinted, lips curved in a lazy smile, slowly resting his head on her shoulder, "I drank quite a bit! As the councilman’s son, those old officials from the military departnt were very dissatisfied with my qualifications, offering toast after toast with hidden intentions. They wanted to teach , the younger generation, a lesson."
Yiyi couldn’t quite make sense of it all, but she guessed a bit from his words. There were lots of political intrigues, and as the grandson of the grand councilman, it must not be easy for him.
The grand councilman holds a high position and power, surely having many political enemies. Yet, these enemies wouldn’t dare to confront him openly, so they would target his son, using oppression against him to curb the councilman.
He must have endured a lot of open and hidden struggles.
"Did you drink?" She couldn’t help but ask worryingly, feeling his head resting on her shoulder, weighing it down.
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