His faint inquiry was filled with doubts and a trace of indefinable dark intimacy, as if he could see through her impure mind and wild flights of fancy.
Blushing, Xavia took the tissue and wiped her mouth as she replied, “No. I just feel that it’s really pointless to be drinking plain soup while I am having a hot pot. That’s why my mood is a little affected.”
He mentioned before that she would beat her eyelashes and her eyes would flutter when she lied.
Wasn’t she acting in that exact manner at this moment?
Smiling without saying anything, Zivon picked up a piece of beef tripe elegantly and scalded his own food.
He obviously did not say anything but the aura around him that saw through everything made Xavia extremely embarrassed.
Gosh! What was going on with her in the past two days?!
After having dinner, Maison proactively held Yulia’s small hand to go upstairs as he said, “Aunt, you will be leaving soon. I want to sleep with the Little Bun and share secrets with her. So, you can sleep with Daddy.”
Yulia concurred. “Mommy, children have their own secrets too. So, you cannot come and disturb us, okay?”
The two little children ran away after saying that.
Xavia was speechless and felt a headache. Could they be even more obvious in their intention of setting her up with Zivon?
What was even more frustrating was the fact that although Zivon’s villa was large enough, there were only two bedrooms in it as if he wanted to prevent outsiders from disturbing them. The other rooms were all designed for some other functions.
In other words, she would either have to convince the two little children or sleep next to Zivon.
“What are you thinking about while standing there? Do you think I’ll have any inappropriate thoughts towards a woman in her period?” A voice sounded in the hallway.
Xavia turned her head and saw Zivon coming up with a bottle of hot milk.
At this time, he was wearing a simple round-neck beige sweater and casual black pants. He was not wearing his usual noble and expensive suit and did not dress up deliberately. He seemed to have a different kind of softness, carrying the charms of a family man.
She awkwardly denied. “No. I just…”
“Just what?” Zivon interrupted her words as he walked towards her. He stopped at a distance very close to her and locked his deep and dark eyes on her as he said, “You are looking forward to something happening between the both of us, just like what you mentioned to Dolly? Huh?”
She was astonished.
The atmosphere was quite quiet.
Xavia had already slept in the hospital during the day, so she did not feel sleepy at all at this time. As she could feel that Zivon beside her was also not asleep, her pair of small hands naturally tightened into fists.
This was so embarrassing. Why did she have to sleep here?
“You can’t sleep?” Zivon, who sensed her emotions, naturally asked her the question.
Xavia hummed slightly. “You didn’t sleep during the day but you can’t fall asleep either?”
It would be reasonable to say that he should be feeling very sleepy since he had been particularly busy in the past two days. Xavia was hoping that he would fall asleep immediately so that she would not feel awkward.
Zivon did not answer her question. Instead, he parted his thin lips and said, “Since you can’t fall asleep, why don’t you do something meaningful then?”
His voice was attractive, euphonious and full of masculine charm to begin with. Anyone would fall for it as soon as they heard his voice.
His voice sounded even darker and more provocative in such a late-night environment.
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