The door opened widely, and a tall, large frame stood right outside the room. His gaze fell on the female standing right in the middle of his room with her back facing him. His brows furrowed deeply, while his hands clenched by his side.
His nose wriggled as he could smell her all over his place. He could already tell she had gone through his stuff, although everything looked exactly as he had left it.
As he walked closer towards her, Xue Yao's heart thundered in her chest. 'Oh no, did he notice I touched his stuff? What will he do to me? And why is he coming so close? Will he really try to sleep with me?' Her brain short-circuited.
She fidgeted with her hands nervously. '… I have the Sticky Smelly Socks, there is nothing to be afraid of… There is nothing to be afraid of.'
Her heart skittered in her chest the moment she felt a warm breath below the back of her neck. Her body grew so tense, and the air on her body stood on end.
