Master is so warm 2

She felt so anxious that she almost forgot how to breathe. Please, please tell me you don't see me, she prayed. Her mind swirled with all possibilities of what-ifs. What if he saw? What if he was terrified of her? What if he hurt her just like how Uncle Ling said humans would?

Mo Yujian's expression was blank. "See what?"

"You—You didn't see my eye just now?" she gulped.

"No."

"Really?"

"Do you want me to see?"

"No!" She ran inside her room and hastily put on her mask. When she was done, her whole back was drenched in sweat. Mo Yujian leisurely strolled inside and quirked his brow upon seeing the messy heaps she had created in her ruckus just now.

Her face burned in embarrassment. "Master this…" She pulled up her blanket and smoothen it. "I am usually tidy."

Mo Yujian didn't say anything but sat on the side of her bed. "Come here."

"Master?"

"Aren't you scared?"