"Whoosh," and this time, Si Fuqing's thoughts came to a complete halt.
Her usually brilliant mind churned a few times and then crashed.
The temperature around her was rising even faster now.
She could clearly feel his body heat, continuously transmitting through their clothes.
He was always reserved, cold as snow, never showing his joys or his sorrows, the most emotionally controlled person she had ever seen.
His restraint and self-control were even above those of her eldest senior brother and Master.
But at this moment, as he looked at her, his pale eyes held only her reflection, void of the hard-to-discern emotions, leaving only a deepening smile.
Suddenly, Si Fuqing recalled Qu Lingyun's admonition.
When you like someone, even your eyes give it away, you can't hide it.
She could see his fondness and love for her.
It couldn't be faked.
Si Fuqing's brain was still overheating, "I... erm, I still have..."