She pressed her wildly beating heart, recomposed herself, tilted her head back, and looked at his well-defined jawline, "How did you find me here?"
What does this man eat to grow up, milk pudding? Why even his chin is so good-looking, noble and elegant but not too stern - just right.
Li Shengxiao wrapped his arms around her slender waist, securely holding her close to him, his gaze lowered. His thick eyelashes covered most of his eyes, his breath sprayed onto Rong Yan's ear, "Telepathy?"
"..."
Such a preposterous thing to say, yet he could say it without even changing his expression.
"Cough cough, I'm serious, how did you know I was here? It couldn't have been Cui Jiangjing who told you?" Rong Yan thought about it and concluded that Cui Jiangjing was likely the blabbermouth.
